A-Lu raised an eyebrow. He was fine just now, but suddenly he coughed twice, which sounded a bit too deliberate.
"Call your mother now and tell her I have a cold."
Isn't this a bit too fake?
"We were eating at the same table just now, and you were perfectly normal!"
"But on the way home, I got cold because you didn't make me wear warm clothes."
Ah Lu sighed, feigning weakness, and leaned back on the sofa.
Lu Jianshen frowned. Wouldn't he get scolded for doing this?
"You're framing me! Your mom will think I'm unreliable. This plan won't work!"
Lu Jianshen frowned.
He was truly at his wit's end, which is why he thought of seeking refuge with a rather unreliable elementary school student.
Ah Lu, however, remained adamant: "No! Think it over carefully. I'm creating an opportunity for you. If you don't take good care of me, my mom will definitely worry."
Lu Jianshen retorted without hesitation, "Come on, you're not that important to your mother either."
Ah Lu, looking very serious, picked up the phone from the coffee table, coughed twice, and appeared weak and powerless, his expression changing in an instant.
This was the first time Lu Jianshen had ever seen his son act so well.
A-Lu dialed Tang Li's number, coughing before he could speak.
"Mom, I think I have a cold, and my head hurts a little."
The voice sounded weak and feeble; only someone who had been bedridden for more than ten days could produce such a sound.
The living room was unusually quiet, and Lu Jianshen could clearly hear Tang Li's voice on the other end of the phone.
"What happened? Where's your dad? He was perfectly fine at the restaurant just now."
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