As he watched his son enter dejectedly.
Ivy River asked suspiciously, "Didn't play enough? You can go out and play again after you finish dinner."
Fatty shook his head, obediently taking out the bowls and chopsticks and sitting at the table, lost in thought.
Seeing her son distracted, Ivy River asked gently, "What's wrong? Tell mom if something's on your mind."
Fatty ignored her, silently daydreaming.
Emmy huffed, "Brother just wants to avoid setting the table!"
Ivy glanced at her son still gazing at the flowers, "Your brother already set the table, come eat quickly, play later."
"Oh~"
Emmy sat opposite Fatty, waving her little hand.
Seeing no reaction from him, she shouted loudly, "Vincent River! Snap out of it!"
Ivy brought the dishes to the table, "Fatty, why are you daydreaming all the time?"
"I just saw… nothing!"
Fatty snapped back to reality, covering his mouth to stop talking.
Oops!
Almost let something slip.
Ivy asked puzzledly, "What did you see?"
