"Using the fact that the little guy doesn’t want to eat properly all day, only thinking about running away from ho to find his little sister and eat junk food, he tried to convince Ji Weitian to take his side."
Ji Weitian disagreed and frowned.
"So, what you’re saying is that Ruirui likes and Yaoyao because we spoil him? Why don’t you reflect on whether you’re too strict with your son? Kids have a rebellious streak, the more you restrict him, the more he’ll want to break free. Respecting his choices to so extent, I don’t see a problem with that."
"Even if his choices are wrong?" Qin Nanyu’s voice was slightly heavy.
"Right and wrong can’t be judged so absolutely, you can’t say I’m the too indulgent mother causing her child to fail, I call this respect," Ji Weitian argued with reason.
She never restricted Yaoyao’s preferences, and Little Glutinous Rice Dumpling hasn’t turned out badly. Qin Nanyu himself was crazy about her daughter.
Ji Weitian, feeling indignant, proclaid, "I think you’re too domineering and don’t understand how to respect children."
"Is it also my fault that I don’t let him eat junk food?" Qin Nanyu’s lips parted with a faint sense of resignation.
Ji Weitian: "..."
The dispute between them seed to have co full circle.
Neither had managed to persuade the other.
Seeing the two little ones beside them, confused by their sudden quarrel, both Qin Nanyu and Ji Weitian realized their current behavior was sowhat childish.
Yet neither of them spoke first.
Instead, it was the two little ones who, worried they might start arguing again, took the initiative to give in.
Ruirui: "Actually, I can go without eating roast chicken."
Yaoyao: "I can also do without pumpkin tarts."
Qin Nanyu: "..."
Ji Weitian: "..."
In the end, the roast chicken was still ordered, placed by Qin Nanyu himself.
Seeing Ji Weitian seated on the couch, playing gas with the two little ones, Qin Nanyu’s dark eyes flickered, wanting to say sothing, but Ji Weitian didn’t even glance at him.
At one end of the couch was a family of three.
At the other end, he was alone.
Qin Nanyu took out his phone and seriously sent a ssage to his assistant: "How do you console a girl when she’s angry?"
Assistant: "Depends on why she’s angry, you need to address the specific issue."
Qin Nanyu thought back to the previous scene, and typed out each word: "We argued, because we have different views on parenting. She thinks I’m not good to my son, I think she fails to see that brat is just pretending to be pathetic."
The assistant took a whole minute to reply: "Boss, there’s sothing I’m not sure if I should say... The last man who tried to reason with a girl is already lying in the crematorium, do you understand what I’m saying?"
You’re not far from the crematorium yourself, tread carefully!
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Qin Nanyu: "..."
Qin Nanyu put down his phone and looked up at Ji Weitian again.
Seriously reflecting on whether his tone had been too harsh earlier.
Ji Weitian, seemingly playing gas with the two little ones, felt an intense gaze on her and subconsciously pursed her lips.
She couldn’t hide the annoyance in her eyes.
She had been too impulsive. How Qin Nanyu wants to educate his son has nothing to do with her.
She shouldn’t interfere with his parenting thod out of sympathy for Ruirui.
After all, they weren’t even friends.
She was just being ddleso.
Realizing this, Ji Weitian’s eyes dimd. Hearing the doorbell ring, she stood up to get the takeaway.
As she turned around with the takeaway box in her hand, she suddenly saw Qin Nanyu standing behind her.
With arms outstretched, he trapped her against the door!
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