Since he had already eaten half of Zhou Baowei's chicken cutlet, Lin Li casually wolfed down a few bites for dinner before returning to his room.
Carrying his textbooks and things into the living room, Lin Li began preparing to study.
"What are you doing?" Wu Min, having finished washing the dishes and about to return to the master bedroom to rest, stopped in the living room when she saw what Lin Li was doing and asked him.
"Isn't it obvious? I'm getting ready to study with my full concentration." Lin Li pointed at the table.
"Your computer desk is huge. Can't you use it as a study desk? Why study in the living room instead of your own room?" Wu Min asked.
"I'm afraid you won't notice how hard I'm working otherwise, and then you'll forget to tearfully praise me for being sensible and wildly raise my living expenses and allowance." Lin Li said it smoothly.
Wu Min: "..."
Wu Min somewhat missed Lin Li as a child.
Lin Li had occasionally been bizarre as a child—often occasionally, always often.
—This kid had been this unreliable since he was little.
She did not miss him because he had been different back then. Rather, when Lin Li acted like an ass as a kid, Wu Min could whip him with a feather duster until he wailed, crying, "Sorry, Min-jie! Sorry, Mom! I definitely won't dare do it the time after next!"
As for why he said he would not dare do it the time after next, it was because he would definitely dare to do it again next time.
But now, this brat in her house had taken advantage of her being old and weak. Wu Min took a feather duster from the wall cabinet, and as expected, Lin Li