When he got home, the living room lights were still on. Zhang Yuyan and Old Shen were leaning against the sofa, each holding a game controller and playing a game.
Seeing Shen Yuan return, Ms. Zhang glanced up at her son, then without asking a single question, went right back to focusing on the game.
Seeing this, the corner of Shen Yuan's mouth twitched.
Without even putting down his backpack, Shen Yuan sat right down next to his mom, his eyes glinting with mischief and anticipation. "Mom, your birthday is this Saturday. Have you thought about what gift you want?"
Zhang Yuyan didn't even turn her head. "Go away right now."
With that, Zhang Yuyan quickly shouted, "Shen Guohao! Go chop your own vegetables! What are you doing running over to my side!"
Shen Yuan glanced at the TV screen.
'Well, would you look at that. Overcooked.'
