For the first time ever, he was getting such a scolding from his parents together. It felt kind of... warm!
Nan Mufeng couldn't help but have a faint smile on his face.
"You're smiling? You can still smile?" Nan Tian got even more furious, plopped down on the desk, took off his prosthetic limb as a weapon, and beat Nan Mufeng.
He hadn't been beaten in years.
Especially in the past four years, everyone at home had been incredibly careful around him, not daring to hit or scold him. Now the whole family is lively again!
The smile on Nan Mufeng's face deepened as he caught Nan Tian's prosthetic limb and joked, "Dad, your skill hasn't diminished at all! But this prosthetic is quite pricey, so don't ruin it."
"You..." Nan Tian got even angrier.
Yu Ling, hearing that the prosthetic might be damaged, immediately took it and reattached Nan Tian's prosthetic leg, "Honey, let me handle the kid-beating. You tell me! How do you want him beaten? Where?"
