"Mom." Cheng Yang pursed his lips as he looked at Cheng Zhiwei; he knew that as long as his mother nodded, his father would agree too, so he kept pleading with Cheng Zhiwei.
Cheng Zhiwei simply felt too heartbroken to voice it out.
Cheng Yang hung his head in dejection, sulking to one side.
At lunch, he was also gloomy and out of sorts.
His gaze occasionally drifted toward those cars.
Cheng Zhiwei suddenly felt she might be being a little too harsh; it wasn't right to confine a child at home, especially a boy — it's through rough and tumble that they grow up stronger.
With this thought, her heart cleared up quite a bit, and she patted Cheng Yang on the head, agreeing to his wish.
Cheng Yang immediately brightened up, eating an extra bowl of rice.
Cheng Zhiwei felt reluctant, but having made her decision, she no longer let that sentiment show.
Besides, Zhou Ruoki was here, and with Cheng Yang staying, the two children would have each other's company.
