"You little girl, Mr. Lin has been helping us so much these days, we should properly thank him. Why are you ordering him around?"
Xiao Qiuhong looked apologetically at Lin Junyang behind her, "Mr. Lin, you sit down first, I'll go get it."
With that, she turned around and went back into the kitchen.
Lin Junyang sat down next to Xiao Xiao, reached out his finger, and tapped her little head that was lying down, "Hey, I say, little ingrate, have you gotten addicted to ordering me around recently? You actually dare to boss me around in front of Aunt Xiao."
"Ignore me, I'm reflecting," Xiao Xiao said with her head down, her voice muffled.
"Hmph, at least you have a bit of conscience, knowing how good I am to you. In the future, just listen to me, and there's no need for self-criticism or ideological reports," Lin Junyang said. He raised his chin proudly, speaking while picking up a chicken strip and putting it in his mouth.
