Marquis Yong'an glanced at him.
"You need something from me?"
Yi Shuihan: "..."
He hadn't even spoken yet, how could the old man know he had something to ask for?
Marquis Yong'an scoffed: "Call me 'father' when you need something, and 'old man' when you don't. You've been like this since you were a kid."
Yi Shuihan: "..."
It seems that's really the case.
"Isn't it because you keep calling me 'bastard' all the time?"
Yi Shuihan muttered.
If a father doesn't respect his son, how can a son possibly respect his father?
“With your childhood habits of climbing on the roof and tearing off tiles if you weren’t disciplined for three days,” Marquis Yong’an sneered, “what else could you be but a spoiled brat?”
He makes you worry all day long.
If it were a daughter, there would be no need to go to such great lengths to discipline her.
Yi Shuihan remained silent for a moment.
It's as if he wasn't naughty when he was a child.
After venting his frustrations, Marquis Yong'an finally asked, "What do you want with me?"
"When your mother is angry with you, how do you coax her?"
Yi Shuihan asked.
As soon as he finished speaking, Marquis Yong'an looked at him with a half-smile: "What did I tell you? You'll be begging me one day."
This day has come so quickly.
With the situation urgent, Yi Shuihan was too lazy to argue with him and urged, "Stop keeping me in suspense and give me a suggestion."
"Winning someone back is both difficult and easy."
Marquis Yong'an chuckled.
"It all depends on whether you can make her laugh."
"Make her laugh?" Yi Shuihan pondered. "It doesn't sound too difficult..."
He immediately had his assets inventoried, and that evening he took all the receipts to hand in his homework.
Unexpectedly, they couldn't even get through the door.
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