Yi Roujing endured half an hour of sugar-coated artillery in the car, her face stiff from smiling, and when the Qing University stop arrived, she hurriedly grabbed her things, held Baozi's hand, and greeted everyone before getting off.
After the car drove away, Yi Roujing rubbed her face.
"Mom, did I say something wrong?" Baozi, seeing his mother's expression, was smart enough to understand what was going on.
"No, you didn't say anything wrong, our Baozi was just speaking the truth." Yi Roujing smiled and bent down to pat her son's head.
"But let me tell you, in this world, you need to be cautious. Especially with strangers, you shouldn't share everything with people you don't know." Yi Roujing explained softly.
"Baozi is still young, really, I shouldn't be telling you about the evils of human nature, but because our Baozi is smart, I can talk to you about it."
