Qian Hao was busy with work, spending very little time with Qian Zixuan. Whenever I tried to educate the child, he would stand by and indulge him, spoiling him, breathing the same air as his son. Now, a grave mistake has been made, raising such a disrespectful child who disrespects his mother and women, a self-centered stubborn child!

"I've said my piece here. I won't buy you any toys. If Qian Hao buys them for you, I'll smash them as soon as they enter the door!"

"Don't even think about keeping the Ultraman toys from before. I'll give them all away later to children who are kind-hearted, not to a brat like you!"

"A little brat like you wants to step on my head? Dream on! Let me tell you, the money used to buy you toys is all earned by me. I can decide how to spend it, and you just have to accept it. If you don't respect me again, I won't spend a penny on you in the future!"

Qian Zixuan gradually fell silent, lying on the sofa quietly sobbing.

I brushed off the broken hair on my hands, kept my word, and took a suitcase to his room to pack up all the toys.

A few years ago, as a housewife, I was very familiar with the parents of children in the neighborhood.

I chose a few of the closest relationships and sent a voice message in front of Qian Zixuan, "Yang Yang's mom, are you home? I'll bring some toys for you. If you're not home, I'll leave them in the cabinet at the door."

With that, I put on my hat, opened the door, and Qian Zixuan ran over, hugging my thigh, his eyes red, "Mom, I'm sorry, I was wrong, please don't send my toys away!"

I knew he was unwilling, but due to the circumstances, I had to bow my head helplessly.

"Your toys? They were bought with my money, they are my toys. I just let you play with them. I can give them to whoever I want."