"You're my mom?" Yue Yang stared blankly for a long moment before crying out in disbelief.
"Mhm." Little Mom nodded with a sweet smile, overflowing with cuteness.
"You look more like a little sister to me!" Yue Yang thought this mom didn't look much older than Yue Bing. It wasn't just him, either—Ye Kong, Fatty Hai, and the others, who were sneaking glances over this way, thought the same thing. They just didn't dare say so to her face. After all, she was the most mysterious and powerful mother in the entire Heaven-Piercing Tower, and the future Holy Supreme of the Heaven-Piercing Tower. No matter what, they had to show her the utmost respect.
"Watch your mouth!" Fourth Aunt wasn't happy. Wasn't Yue Yang's lazy, careless attitude basically saying that she hadn't raised her son properly?
"Okay!" The third young master of the Yue Family feared nothing under heaven—except making Fourth Aunt angry.
"Call her Mom." Fourth Aunt gave Yue Yang an assignment.
"Call her Mom, call her Mom..." Bao'er egged him on from the side, along with Shuang'er and the other little brats. They kept chanting as they bounced around, having the time of their lives.
Their antics only made things harder for Yue Yang. Before, he might have been able to sneak out a quiet little "Mom," but now he opened his mouth for ages and couldn't force out a single word. Even Yue Yang was getting anxious.
Little Mom, however, was remarkably patient. She wasn't in the least bit worried, just waiting with a smile.
The thoughtful Xue Niu came to his rescue, grinning. "What's so hard about that? Watch me do it right. Mom!"
She called out sweetly and affectionately, making Little Mom beam and nod again and again. Then Little Mom pulled Xue Niu into