When Feng Jun spoke with a smile, Yuan Youwei's expression changed despite himself.
He was twelve this year. Although his family had spoiled him terribly, before coming here, he had already known what he would face, and he understood very clearly that he had no choice but to comply.
Even so, he still turned to look at his mother, his eyes full of pleading.
Faced with her son's plea, Li Ting decisively chose to ignore it. She did not want a moment of softness to ruin all their efforts.
Xu Ruofang, on the other hand, smiled slightly at the little boy. "Xiao Wei, be good. Uncle is helping you lose weight. Don't you want to become a handsome young man and make girls scream for you?"
Yuan Youwei curled his lips and muttered softly, "What's so great about screaming? Being well-matched in family status is what matters most."
Feng Jun led him into a room on the second floor, while Xu Ruofang turned to Li Ting and asked in astonishment, "Being well-matched in family status... Are children nowadays really this mature? Or is that how you usually teach him?"
"Children just repeat what they hear," Li Ting replied with a smile. "He's a boy, so I've never deliberately taught him such things. But... many of his classmates' parents are powerful and influential."
Xu Ruofang nodded in sudden understanding. "So he has classmates like that... No wonder."
Li Ting glanced at her husband before snorting softly. "But if his obesity can't be cured, then wanting to be well-matched in family status... that would just be nonsense."
It was obvious that she was also quite dissatisfied with her husband's behavior today—she had brought him to Funiu to help, not to make trouble!
Before she could finish speaking, a startled cry came from