But home is only a short distance away, so even at a slow pace, it won't take much time. Once in front of Mommy, the little one sniffled, looked at Ye Wanying, and started to act cute again without making a sound.

That's one of my specialties.

Ye Wanying's eyebrows twitched involuntarily a few times: "Speak properly, stop acting cute."

"Mommy, what does 'acting cute' mean?"

A two-year-old's thirst for knowledge can make you question the meaning of life; they're practically a living encyclopedia of 100,000 Whys.

"Little guy, don't try to change the subject. Answer the question you just asked. Where's the thing? Where did it go?"

The little boy pouted, but finally admitted honestly, "I ate it!"

I already ate it!

"Oh? How do you eat it?"

Tuanzi immediately looked to Commander Gao, who hadn't spoken yet, for help. Clearly, she knew that playing with fire was wrong and was hesitant to speak up.

It's a pity, your dad won't be on your side, he'll definitely be on your mom's side.

The little guy waited for a while but didn't get a response from his dad. He slumped down and said weakly, "It's roasted."

Looking at her son's adorable expression, Ye Wanying couldn't help but smile. Actually, it was intentional; she just wanted to see her son's reaction.

"So, you played with fire?"

The little guy immediately protested, "No, no, no, Tuanzi didn't play with fire, Tuanzi just ate it." After saying that, he nodded his head heavily to show that he really only ate it and didn't play with fire.

Ye Wanying didn't say anything, but the little guy immediately rushed over: "Mmm, Mommy, I really didn't play with fire, really, really, really."

Is this little guy rolling around and acting cute?

She knew perfectly well that her son hadn't touched the fire at all, so there was no need for her to get really angry: "Okay, stand still and listen to Mommy."

The little boy immediately stood up straight, looking like he was waiting obediently to listen.

"Tell your mom first, do you think playing with fire is good or bad?"

"No good!" That was without hesitation.

Ye Wanying hummed in agreement and continued, "It's not good because you're all still children and haven't learned fire prevention and first aid measures. But when you grow up and become more sensible, you'll know how to avoid risks. At that time, you can roast sweet potatoes and do whatever you want."

Tuanzi was listening attentively, so she took his words to heart: "Mommy, when Tuanzi grows up, will I be able to bake whenever I want?"

Ye Wanying nodded: "That's right, but everything depends on you growing up."

After the little one processed the sentence and understood, he laughed and said, "Yes, Tuanzi will remember!"

Looking at her sensible son, Ye Wanying couldn't help but reach out and pinch his little face: "Good boy, go play."

At this age, no matter how many profound principles you explain, the child may not understand them. So, just let it go. Anyway, the child will truly understand when they get older.

At the dinner table, Commander Gao had already finished eating. "Just keep spoiling him like this," he said with a smile, teasingly.

Hearing this, Ye Wanying glanced at the man in front of her and said, "He's my son, who else should I spoil if not him? You spoil that kid just the same, don't you?"

Nonsense, how could you not spoil your own child?

Feeling slightly awkward at being exposed, she coughed...

"By the way, Mr. He brought the property certificate over today, take a look." The item was always in his pocket, so he could take it out easily. His smiling eyes showed that he was in a really good mood.

Gao Dan took it and looked at it; the name of the homeowner on it was none other than his own.