Chapter 727: Poor Kid
Ye Hao really pitied the boy.
“Director Mo, it doesn’t matter to eat a little. He can share it with Shitou.”
However, Mo Boyuan suddenly said, “His mother is very strict in this aspect.”
He really was mean!
However, his son exposed him.
“No, Dad, you’re bad. Humph, I’m going to call Mom!”
The phone was already in the little guy’s hands, and he skillfully unlocked the phone and dialed a number…
Ye Hao watched with great interest.
The woman was legendary as Mo Boyuan’s wife!
Ye Hao one of the people in the entertainment circle who knew Mo Boyuan’s personality, so he wanted to know what kind of woman could subdue this man.
“Hello?”
A woman’s voice came.
There was noting special about her voice even though it was pleasing to the ear.
“Mom, Dad is mean to me again!” He started to complain.
Shitou was amazed that this little boy would complain about his father right before him without qualms!
If it were him, he wouldn’t dare.
At least, he couldn’t do it so smoothly. He would definitely stammer.
Jiang Tingxu had just returned to the office. Before she could drink some water she received a call from her son complaining about his daddy.
She burst into laughter.
“Oh? How mean is your Daddy?”
The boy told her everything without any pause.
Jiang Tingxu listened for a while and finally understood the situation.
“Baby, your daddy is right. If you not eat those things at night, your stomach might hurt. Then you have to take medicine and even get injections!”
Every child is afraid of taking medicine and getting injections, right?
The little boy was the same. His small shoulders trembled, and he said weakly, “Then… Then I won’t eat it. I don’t want an injection.”
It was so scary!
“Well, Ningning is the best boy in the world. Mommy needs to see a patient. I’m hanging up now!”
The little boy nodded twice and said, “Mommy, don’t get tired. I will feel bad if you’re tired,” he reminded her.
Hearing her son’s words, Jiang Tingxu forgot her exhaustion.
“Alright, I promise You. Got to go. Bye Bye!”
“Bye bye. I will miss you, Mommy.”
When his father saw him hang up the phone so quickly, he was a bit pissed.
Brat, your daddy hadn’t got to speak to your mom yet!
Sons were indeed not as considerate as daughters.
He wished he had a daughter instead of a son!
After complaining to his Mom and getting comforted by her in a soft voice, the boy felt much better. He had long forgotten about what had happened. He turned around and said to Shitou, “Shitou, my mother is really amazing. Can you guess what kind of work my mother does?”
Shitou frowned. How did he know it?
“Your Mom is still working at this late hour?” He asked.
Speaking of this, the little boy’s heart was not happy.
“Yes, my Mom is really working hard!”
Shitou was only five years old, so his knowledge was limited.
“She’s working so late. It seems her work it’s really hard!” He said feelingly.
After all, most people were home at this late hour!
“Ningning, what does your Mom do?”