Just listening to her son count them out one by one gave Jiang Tingxu a headache.
He was only a child less than four years old, how could he learn so many courses?
"Who made you take these courses? "
"Humph, who else could it be besides father? Jiang Tingxu, Ningning really doesn't want to go to class, so can he not go? "
He looked at her with his eyes full of expectation.
Jiang Tingxu frowned. It was not that she was conflicted about anything else, it was just that if she wanted to talk about this matter, she would have to call that man.
However, for the sake of her son...
"I'll give you the phone. You tell him yourself, okay? "
"Okay! "
The little guy agreed readily.
Jiang Tingxu dragged the number out of the blacklist gloomily. She dialled the number and handed it to her son.
The call was answered very quickly. It didn't even take more than two seconds.
"What's the matter? "
His tone was still cold.
