An Jiayou immediately rolled his eyes at the other person. He admitted that what this Man said was true, but on the other hand, it was also something he would never admit out loud.

That was his Mom, the Mom who’d worked so hard to raise him. Her place in his heart was something no one could ever replace. Since that was the case, how could anyone say that all his attention was on his little sister?

It should be said that his Mom and his little sister were both equally important in his heart.

So he rolled his eyes at the Man again, and his tone was full of disdain: "Dad, I remember my mom already divorced you."

The schadenfreude in his voice was obvious, making a certain Man grit his teeth in hatred on the spot.

"An Jiayou, just you wait." He decided that in the future he’d definitely find a super handsome husband for his little princess, and as for this bastard, he could roll as far away as possible—just looking at him made him angry.

Only, the moment he thought about how his little princess would belong to someone else in the future, his chest tightened with a pain he couldn’t put into words.

A suffocating feeling hit him, making him unbearably uncomfortable.

Yet many years later, when An Jiayou actually succeeded in tricking his little princess into his hands, Lin Mubai thought back on that vow he’d made back then. And at that moment? His heart was nothing but sour, sour, and more sour—he couldn’t find any other word to describe it.

At the same time, it also made him deeply understand one thing: when people say something, they really shouldn’t say it too absolutely, or they’re just digging a hole for themselves—one that can never be filled in.

An Nan hadn’t seen her son for quite a while. Now that she saw him all of a sudden, her first impression was that he’d gotten taller again. This delightful discovery made her hurriedly wave at him in excitement: "Son, hurry over here, let me have a look at you."

For once, An Jiayou didn’t roll his eyes at her, and for once he didn’t talk back. He just walked over calmly and looked at her with a calm face. "An Nan, I think you’re imagining things. I haven’t gotten taller. And besides, how could I grow that fast? It’s only been a bit over ten days, and I’m supposed to have shot up a whole chunk?"

An Nan thought it over and agreed. "Then it’s probably just because I haven’t seen you for a while."

"Mm, that really might be it." After mumbling that to himself, his dark eyes swept back and forth over her several times. "Looks like you’re recovering pretty well. Does that mean we can go home soon?"

"Mm, once your sister is a little better, we’ll go home." As she said that, something else occurred to An Nan. "Hey, today isn’t Saturday or Sunday. Shouldn’t you be at school in class? How come you’re here?"

An Jiayou’s reply was utterly indifferent: "I’ve already learned everything in those school textbooks. Whether I go to class or not makes no difference to me. It’s not like you don’t know that, so why make a fuss over it?"

An Nan rolled her eyes and finally stopped dwelling on this issue. At the same time, she also noticed another familiar figure in the room. A hint of awkwardness and guilt flashed through her eyes. "Mom, sorry, I didn’t even see you there."

Lan Yiqing wasn’t the unreasonable type. She immediately waved her hand and said with an easy smile, "It’s alright, it’s alright. Mom just brought Jiayou to see you. I figured you must have been missing him too."