When he was asked to see his son, Zhou Haitian nodded his head like pounding garlic.

I have never dealt with Lin Xuan directly, but from these few words I can tell that he is not an impetuous person.

It is rare for a teenager to speak so calmly.

While the two were talking, Mrs. Zhou was observing Lin Xuan.

He is about the same age as my son, but he gives people a completely different feeling.

He was dressed neatly and spoke in a clear and organized manner, which gave a good first impression.

Mrs. Zhou felt somewhat unhappy when she thought that her son's illness was caused by the person in front of her.

"Let someone call Xiaobei down."

Zhou Haitian turned and looked at Mrs. Zhou.

"Then you sit down, I'll go myself."

Mrs. Zhou walked towards the stairs, and Zhou Haitian explained awkwardly.

"I didn't get enough rest last night, so I'm still asleep. Please forgive me."

"Uncle Zhou, you're welcome."

Lin Xuan didn't say anything, and Shen Chuxia took over.

Not long after, there was a sound of kicking Tara at the stairs.

You don't have to listen carefully to know that it's the sound of cotton slippers rubbing against the ground.

At the same time, Mrs. Zhou whispered her consolation.

"Son, be obedient. After today, you can sleep as long as you want."

"Your father is waiting in the living room. Don't make him angry."

"Be good, didn't you say last time that you liked the sports car over there? Mommy will buy it for you in a couple of days."

Mrs. Zhou's voice was light and extremely gentle.

Lin Xuan was speechless, and some images flashed through his mind.

When he was in the Lin family, it seemed that every time Lin Hao was unhappy, he was treated like this.

The family coaxed and begged, and finally solved the problem with large amounts of material things.

It seems that these families have many similarities.

Lin Xuan was in a daze when a howl suddenly came.

"Lin Xuan, why is it you?"

"I'm going to kill you!"