After careful consideration, the little packrat loyally chose to bear all the crimes on his own.
He shook his small head desperately. "No! No one instigated me! I didn't like my stepmother…"
Gong Jue stared at him deeply. "I thought that you were very mature. I didn't expect that you were actually still very childish. You're still an insensible three-year-old."
The little boy was speechless.
He hated it when people said that he was a three-year-old!
Gong Jue said, "She's not your stepmother. She only has one identity in the future, and that is my wife. Whether you like her or not, you can't influence me to be with her. The person who will spend the rest of her life with her is me, not you, and definitely not my grandparents. Gong Ting, you have to understand that you can't use your preferences to decide others' matters. This is unfair."
Songsong facepalmed. "Jue'er, he won't understand if you talk to him like this…"
