Chu Qing wiped the sweat off his forehead. His father was the same as his mother in his previous life. He revealed the coquettishness of a woman.
Chu Qing endured the cold and evil feeling in his heart and sat down to eat.
"By the way, Chu Qing, why do you smell like smoke?"
As they sat down to eat, Chu Qing's father cast a sudden glance at him. Chu Qing could sense a hidden sense of hostility in his father's gaze. If Chu Qing couldn't provide a satisfactory explanation, he knew that a storm of violence might be waiting for him.
"Hehe, I want to report! Mom secretly smoked."
Chu Qing chuckled, betraying his mother.
As expected, Chu Qing's mother pretended to shoot him a fierce glare and scolded him, calling him a troublemaker.
However, the two of them clearly had a look in their eyes that only they knew about. They had finally gotten away with it.