"Today, Mr. Ancelotti asked whether we wanted to play football in Italy. He even said he'd give me the number ten shirt."
"Nonsense, he said he'd give it to me!"
The moment Huang Percy and Huang Eryang got home, they could not wait to show off.
"Good boys. Whoever finishes their homework can play games."
Barbara said with a smile.
"Yay!"
Children their age loved to play, so they immediately got excited.
Camila said worriedly, "Won't playing games all the time affect their future?"
"Liking games is already a pretty decent hobby." Lily stuck out her tongue and said, "You wouldn't want your sons to become the next Inzaghi, would you? Not everyone can still have children in their forties."
The young mistress slapped Lily on the back. Even though she was already the mother of several children, Lily still loved sticking out her tongue.
"Ancelotti really has it tough too."
Covering her mouth, the young mistress said, "At his age, he still has to figure out how to deal with children he knows."
"He's a traitor to Milan."
Lily teased, "He actually wants to disrupt Milan's harmony. If the children really get bewitched by him, there'll be trouble at home."
"Probably not. At worst, a few of them will only be able to win the European Championship at international level."
The young mistress thought for a moment before saying.
Huang Percy and Huang Eryang returned to their room to do their homework, sitting at the same desk.
Although they were a year apart in age, they were in the same grade.
Usually, each of them did half the work, then they compared answers and called it finished.
"Mr. Ancelotti is strange."
Huang Percy said.
"What's strange about him? Isn't he just an old man who wants us to play