But Nie Zhao broke free from his wife and scrambled into the study, heading straight for the desk.

Ah Yuan is like that. He has always been lawless. Whenever the maid and nanny are not looking, he will climb onto the chair and then onto the cabinet. He will open all kinds of cabinets, milk powder cans, baby food boxes, and throw diapers everywhere.

Although he always gets into trouble, whenever he gets caught, he always complains first, and before you even scold him, he's already acting all wronged.

That Snow Maple Blade was an extremely long cavalry sword, which had always been kept in the basement, in a special armory.

But since he had to bring the book with him, Nie Zhao had just taken it up from the basement. Afraid that his son would see it, he specially placed it in Chen Rou's study, and even stood on tiptoe to put it on the very top of the bookcase.

But as the saying goes, when a child is quiet, he must be up to no good.

While he was chatting with Chen Rou, he vaguely saw his son heading towards the study. He hadn't expected it, but his parenting style was defensive; he would glance at his son at any moment, think things through, and be ready to deal with any potential crisis.

Sure enough, A Yuan not only sneaked into the study, but also stepped on the back of his mother's chair to open the bookcase and reached for the Snow Maple Blade from the top shelf.

The toddler, not even a year and a half old, was only a tiny bit long. Once the back of the chair reached the bookshelf, he put his feet on the lower shelf. And he wasn't holding the blade, but the butt of it. If he had one, the knife would have slashed out.

But after causing such a big mess, he not only failed to realize his mischievousness, but also curled his lip in disapproval.

The little guy's tears were rolling down his cheeks, and he cried out as if he had suffered a great injustice.

In Chen Rou's opinion, she shouldn't have caught him. She should have let him hang on the cabinet for a while longer, so he would realize that he was taking a risk. Then she could have given him a few big slaps on his bottom. Once he felt the pain, he would learn his lesson and know that he shouldn't climb on cabinets.

And since he was able to climb up, he should have found a way to get down by himself.

He got there through his own abilities, and he shouldn't cry when he comes down. That's not the style of Chen Rou's son.

But when Nie Zhao saw his son, who was about to leave for the capital and was going to work in his place, looking so aggrieved, he instantly turned into a confused old man.

She took her son and gently patted and comforted him: "A-Yuan, you must have been scared. Don't cry, don't be afraid."

Seeing Chen Rou raising her hand to slap him, she immediately wrapped her arms around her son's bottom and covered it tightly.

Ah Yuan had already made a mistake and was caught red-handed; he cried to cover up his mistake.

His father's words made him cry even harder.

Nie Zhao quickly added, "Our A Yuan knows he was wrong. He knows it without even being slapped, right?"

Hiding in his father's arms, secretly peeking at his mother, A-Yuan nodded: "Aww~"

He knows he was wrong, but he wasn't slapped, so he'll do it again next time!

Moreover, he is very good at reading people's expressions; he could tell that Mommy was in a good mood today.

When she's in a good mood, she usually doesn't hold grudges against him.

It was too dangerous to leave the knife here, so she picked it up and was about to leave. But Ah Yuan had already been taken away by his father, yet he kept bothering his father, twisting and wriggling until his father carried him back.

He said, "Look, baby, look! I want to see!"

Don't underestimate Ah Yuan just because he's young; he knows everything about the second floor of this house.

Dad came upstairs mysteriously with something and hid it so high up. Now Mom has to carry it away again.

Of course, baby A-Yuan was curious, and he had to take a good look at that thing today!