At six o'clock in the evening, Song Ling finally came back.
Liu Zhiyuan had been waiting for a long time. When he came back, she went forward to help him change his slippers.
Song Lingchen became even more nervous when he heard the sound of a car engine at the door of the villa.
After changing his shoes, Song Ling cast his deep gaze at the small figure on the sofa.
Song Lingchen was so scared that he didn't even dare to turn his head.
The servant had already prepared dinner and called out, "Sir, Madam, Master, it's time to eat."
Song Lingchen frowned quickly, "I have a stomachache today and don't want to eat. I'm going upstairs to listen to music."
Liu Zhiyuan knew that the little guy was looking for an excuse to escape.
"You have to eat even if your stomach hurts!" Sure enough, when Song Ling gave the order, Song Lingchen had no choice but to stay.
Song Lingchen had to take small steps, one step at a time, as he walked towards the dining table.
After finishing a small bowl of rice, he put down his chopsticks and tried to escape: "Mom and Dad, I'm full, I'm going upstairs!"
Song Ling snorted coldly, "Stop!"
Song Lingchen could only stand there, nervously looking at his father with a cold look on his face.
"How do you choose a kindergarten? If you can't make up your mind, I will help you choose a kindergarten according to your mother's wishes." Song Ling's voice always exudes a sense of dominance.
Song Lingchen said awkwardly: "I don't want to go to kindergarten, I just don't want to go!"
Song Ling said in a deep voice, "No! You must go to kindergarten!"
Song Lingchen hated going to kindergarten. He directly argued with his father: "You adults are unreasonable. We children have human rights too. I have the right to refuse!"
"You didn't!" Song Ling's face darkened.
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