Great, sneaking junk food behind his back, and then cursing him to his face.
Qin Nanyu glared intensely at the little brat in front of him.
The little guy was cluelessly testing the boundaries of death, continuing to unrestrainedly criticize his own dad.
"Grandma, do you know, my dad is especially fierce, he only yells at me, like this..." The little guy put down the egg pancake and chicken leg in his hands, straightened his little face, and imitated Qin Nanyu's manner, shouting loudly.
"Qin Morui—"
Then his little body even cooperated by shaking a bit, clutching his little chest, looking utterly terrified.
The imitation was spot on.
Qin Nanyu, witnessing all this: "..."
The little guy was a born actor, now addicted to the performance.
He pictured himself as pitifully cute, like a little one struggling to survive under a stepfather's hands, truly heart-wrenching to see and hear.
