In the surveillance cameras, the little fella walked out of the bedroom naked and wet. He carefully ran toward the bedroom like a thief. He even stole a look at the balcony and heaved a sigh of relief when he saw that no one had discovered what he had done.
Nangong Lengyu's fists tightened bit by bit. Her heart was in turmoil, and her eyes were red. As she looked at the child on the bed, she was angry but her heart also ached for him. She really wanted to teach him a good lesson, but she couldn't bear to either.
This was all her fault. The child must have heard their conversation and thought that he had used an illness as an excuse to deceive her. That was why he had thought of such a method to make himself fall sick for real and come down with a fever. Why was he so foolish?!