Douya knows his dad doesn't like his mom, because he hasn't been in his room for a long time, let alone tell him stories to lull him to sleep.
This kind of thing is simply wishful thinking.
Faced with such a "cold-blooded" dad, and being angered by Xu Zijin today, he deliberately retaliated.
It was just a moment of slip of the tongue, as soon as he finished saying that, his phone was snatched away by his dad.
"Go home and reflect on your mistakes." Xu Zijin said coldly, then turned into the bathroom.
Douya huffed with his hands on his hips, looking indignant.
"Dad, what you're doing is not right, you're too bossy."
"I'm only three years old!"
"One hour is too long, can we change it to half an hour?" After a while, he softened his tone and asked pitifully.
The response Douya got was the sound of the door closing with a "bang" as Xu Zijin shut it.
Douya almost got his nose hit, making his face contort with anger as he waddled away on his short legs.
