"Then you still hold my mother's arm and walk slowly?"

Bai Suisui glanced at the old couple who liked to show affection whenever they had nothing to do with disgust, then turned around and walked into the room arrogantly.

Dad Bai chased after me in a good-tempered manner, and said in a flattering tone, "Good boy Suisui, Dad knows I was wrong. Can you forgive me this time?"

"Bring me the teapot and take a look. I think about it day and night for such a little thing. ...