"I'm so used to playing on my phone that if I don't, my hands will itch," An Baobei said, a bit unhappy.
Su Changyi was also a bit unhappy: "Aren't you not playing while eating now? From now on, you're not allowed to play while eating either, otherwise, it means we're not as important as Ning Zihan in your heart."
An Baobei: "..."
An Jing chuckled: "Haha, Baobei, see if you dare play with your phone while eating in the future. Otherwise, it means we're not as important as Ning Zihan in your heart. If you can handle that label, go ahead and play~"
An Baobei pulled a long face: "Dad sure knows how to come up with ways to deal with me. Fine, fine, I won't play while eating anymore. It's not like a meal takes that long anyway. I can play after eating just the same."
Su Changyi finally ignored An Baobei and instead looked at Su Haoyu, who was sipping tea nearby, "Dad, you should go rest early. You've got a follow-up check-up tomorrow."
