Mo Yinhe with a stern face said coldly, "Brat, I shouldn't have brought you over so early!"
When this brat wasn't around, the house wasn't lively enough, so Mo Yinhe missed his son. Now that he's back, he's always stealing his lines. They say father and son are archenemies from a past life, and it seems that's absolutely true!
Ye Nianbai stuck out his tongue and made a face at Mo Yinhe. Seeing him get up, he smartly turned his little butt and ran to the doorway of the living room, holding onto the door frame, and cheekily said to Mo Yinhe, "Dad, I'll take care of you too."
"I don't need you to take care of me, go out and play!" Mo Yinhe replied with a stern face.
Ye Nianbai laughed mischievously several times, shaking his head as he continued to poke at the ant nest by the door.
