chapter 3

Don’t want to eat vegetables?

Then the whole dinner will be replaced with nothing but vegetables.

Huo Mingchen held out for a few days, but finally, with a green face, picked up a carrot.

Won’t go to sleep without hearing ten bedtime stories?

Fine, then they’ll be ghost stories-he can listen to as many as he likes.

Huo Mingchen clutched his little blanket tightly, tears shimmering in his eyes as he volunteered to go to sleep.

Throwing tantrums and crying nonstop?

I stood to the side, leisurely recording him with my phone.

“Cry louder. Tomorrow I’ll play this video for your entire class at school.”

He immediately scrambled up, shot me a hateful glare, and then ran back to his room to complain to his dad.

I let out a snort of laughter.

Little rascal.

Still too green to go up against me.

Huo Yu wholeheartedly approved of my methods of education.

He even instructed the butler to let me handle everything regarding Huo Mingchen, no need to report to him.

The butler was also very pleased with the Young Master’s change.

He’s getting on in years and some health issues were found; he has to have surgery.

So he asked me to attend Huo Mingchen’s parent-teacher conference.

I’d thought the child would put up a fierce resistance.

Surprisingly, he didn’t say a word and actually agreed.

I found it rather curious.

Felt like he was up to something.

All the way there, Huo Mingchen was unusually silent.

When we arrived at the kindergarten, families of three walked in together, filled with laughter.

Huo Mingchen pursed his lips, a hint of envy in his big, dark, grape-like eyes.

When he turned and saw me deep in thought, his face suddenly flushed bright red.

He stiffened his face and huffed coldly.

“Bad Woman, don’t you dare say anything weird, you hear me!”

Just as he was about to jump out of the car, I took his hand.

The Young Master froze for a moment.

I smiled and said, “Today I’m the parent-you have to listen to me.”

Seeing he couldn’t break free, Huo Mingchen could only obediently let me hold his hand.

Out of the corner of my eye, I saw him hang his head, ears secretly turning red.