Kang Weizhen rubbed the spot between her eyebrows. "Wait, I have something to talk to your sister about."
"Mom, I can't wait, and I bet you'll be very happy to hear it."
Sheng Yuxi was rather oblivious; he didn't know how to read people's faces. Although his mother was already impatient, he didn't notice it at all.
"Shut up!" Kang Weizhen yelled, and Sheng Yuxi immediately closed his mouth and shrank like an ostrich.
But he still wanted to tell his mother the great news, so he could only stay aside, looking at his mother like a poor little girl.
Kang Weizhen turned and explained gently to Sheng Yang, "Haha, Yangyang, I'm not usually that aggressive."
Then she pointed to the culprit and complained, "This kid is really annoying. He likes to be yelled at by me."
Sheng Yang: "…I know."
She had witnessed this style of communication between the mother and the son more than once, and she even realized Sheng Yuxi kinda enjoyed it.
