Domineering CEO Is My Son

Yue Qin listened to the sounds coming from inside the room, but he couldn't make out anything specific. Based on what had just happened, he guessed that Kangkang probably hadn't realized they were acting. He had initially thought that Mr. Kang would catch on, but it seemed he had overestimated him.

Turning around, Yue Qin saw Xia Sheng looking at him expectantly. "When did you guys plan this?" she asked, her voice filled with envy.

"Last night," Yue Qin replied.

He had heard of people pretending to take their pets to get neutered, but he never expected to have to put on an act to teach an adult a lesson.

Xia Sheng's envy was mixed with disappointment. "Why didn't you call me? I wanted to join in," she said.

How often did ordinary people get the chance to act?

Slightly surprised by her strong reaction, Yue Qin turned around and picked her up. "Next time, you can have a chance," he promised.

Xia Sheng was easily appeased and immediately cheered up. "It's okay, just give me a chance to audition. I'm a good actress too. I can fake slap… I… I should be fine!"

Yue Qin thought to himself that it was only because he looked like he was hitting hard when in reality, it didn't hurt at all. If Xia Sheng were to fake slap, Kangkang would probably cry for real out of respect.

The door to the children's room had been repaired and now had excellent sound insulation, making it impossible to hear anything from inside.

Just then, the sound of birds chirping could be heard from outside the window.

Xia Sheng, who had been chatting with Yue Qin, immediately perked up her ears.

Beside her, Yue Qin exclaimed, "How can a 4-year-old child come up with these kinds of methods? We should take him for an IQ and EQ test when we have time."

Xia Sheng listened for a moment before saying, "A bird is guiding him."

"Huh?"

Xia Sheng pointed out the window. "There's a bird outside guiding him."

Outside, Dove No. 1 was patiently instructing Little Parrot. After all, his own disobedient and clueless younger brother had almost been eaten by a stray cat. It was only after Dove No. 1 pecked at the stray cat's fur that his brother finally stopped bothering it.

Unfortunately, Little Parrot didn't understand bird language and had no idea that he had encountered an actor.

Mr. Kang also felt that something was off, but everything had happened so quickly that he didn't have time to react before it was over.

Besides, lying was indeed not a good thing.

He didn't actually think that his own lies were a big deal. After all, some small lies were harmless.

But the problem was that he didn't want Little Parrot, a child so young, to be full of lies.

After all, children couldn't differentiate between white lies and harmful ones.

This was probably the mentality of all adults, wasn't it?

They could lie themselves. Adults' lies were called white lies, harmless lies. But children couldn't.

"We won't lie anymore," Little Parrot said seriously.

Mr. Kang had been wondering how to handle the situation, and although it hadn't gone exactly as he had imagined, it had achieved its purpose.

Little Parrot wouldn't lie anymore, and he himself would also have to be careful not to say anything careless in front of Little Parrot.

Children really did learn by example. He had to admit that even though Little Parrot was only four years old, he was loyal and trustworthy, someone you could feel safe around.

Even when he was spanked, he didn't betray Mr. Kang or tell on him for teaching him to lie.

However, the fact that Yue Qin would hit a child still didn't sit right with Mr. Kang.

"Lying is bad. Lying gets you spanked. I won't lie anymore," Little Parrot said.

Mr. Kang narrowed his eyes and immediately began to calculate. "You always keep your word, right? Now that you've said it, you can't lie, right?" he asked the four-year-old.

Even though he was retired, this four-year-old was different from other children. After all, he had managed to conquer half of the neighborhood. Hearing this, he hesitated for a moment, sensing a trap. But he still nodded.

He believed he could handle it. He wasn't even afraid of those bald cats, so why would he be afraid of his own brother?

"Then why do you like Journey to the West but don't want to watch it with me?" his brother asked.

Little Parrot glanced out the window, where Dove No. 1 was perched on a tree. Dove No. 1 silently flew away.

Turning back, Little Parrot said, "If I tell you, you can't cry."

"What?"

"If I tell you the truth, you can't cry." Little Parrot was scared. Sometimes at school, when he told the truth that wasn't very nice, the other person would cry.

Teacher Liu said it was because it hurt their feelings.

"Tell me. I'm not a crybaby," Mr. Kang said.

Little Parrot recalled how his brother used to cry frequently, hiding under the blanket and rolling on the floor in tears.

Mr. Kang probably also remembered some of his own embarrassing past and added, "That was when I was little. I'm all grown up now. Adults don't like to cry. Have you ever seen an adult who likes to cry?"

Little Parrot said, "You talk too much when you watch cartoons. I've only just started watching, and you're already talking nonstop next to me."

Mr. Kang was taken aback. Although he knew he was being disliked, although Little Parrot used to often say that he was a liar, a tattletale, and a crybaby…

But… even when he was a liar, a tattletale, and a crybaby, Little Parrot had never excluded him from playing.

It was all just verbal disapproval. This time, it was actual rejection.

Mr. Kang was stunned for a second, feeling deeply hurt. "No, no, that's not right. If you really considered me your good friend, you wouldn't exclude me from playing even if I had those flaws."

It was one thing to say it, but it was another to actually mean it.

In Mr. Kang's mind, true affection meant that even if you verbally expressed disapproval, you wouldn't act on it.

Seeing that his brother was about to cry again, Little Parrot quickly said, "It's not just you that I dislike."

"Dad, Mom, Auntie… they're all noisy when they watch TV too. I don't watch with them either. You all like to talk. You can all watch together."

Eh? That's right. It wasn't just him that Little Parrot disliked; it was all of them.

"And you all have so much fun chatting together," Little Parrot added.

"I like it when you all chat happily together." Little Parrot patted his brother's shoulder.

The dark clouds that had gathered in the sky suddenly dispersed, and the sun shone brightly once more.

After sending his brother away, Little Parrot finally breathed a sigh of relief. Thankfully, he only had one brother.

Monkey King was amazing. He would have two younger brothers in the future.

No wonder he needed to learn seventy-two transformations.

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