After Chu Tianye claimed to be three years old, the plate of vegetables was noticeably distant from him. He let out a heavy sigh of relief. However, he now felt that explaining things seemed even more challenging as he had just lied again. How would he ever be able to get out of this situation in the future? Well, for now, he would just go along with the charade for this one meal.
So, with excellent mental composure, Chu Tianye finished the vegetable-free dinner, feeling like the whole world was bright and joyous.
After dinner, he watched as Chu Xiaomeng was dragged by Shen Ruojing to practice calligraphy, and Chu Yu was taken to his study. Meanwhile, he, as a three-year-old, was only required to play happily. But his heart wavered once again.
