An Ning picked up the broom pretending to hit her son, but of course, she had no intention to actually do it. "You still don't get it? Let me make it clear for you now."
Yu Ziqian jumped away, covering his head. "I really don't understand, do I? What do you have to say!"
"You obviously hit Uncle Mo Ang on purpose; where would a mouse come from in our house?" An Ning said, filled with hatred. "Can't you just let him stay a little longer in our home?"
Yu Ziqian widened his eyes accusingly. "See, you said you wouldn't treat me badly after having a stepdad, but you're already siding with him. What's wrong with me telling him to leave? It's not his home anyway!"
"Just so you know, Yu Ziqian, if you regret it later, I won't be helping you!" An Ning said.
"I will never regret it!" What is there to regret about having a stepdad?
"Fine!" An Ning handed him the broom. "Take it and get out."
