"Qianqian, you can think of letting me act as your father and accompany you to school activities. Uncle is really happy, but your request is a bit too sudden. I am not ready yet. Well... I will go soon tomorrow, and it is still a bit difficult!" Mo Ang said in embarrassment.

Yu Ziqian was stunned for a moment, but he didn't expect that his request would be slapped in the face. "Can't you come?"

"It's hard to say!" Mo An answered ambiguously.

Yu Ziqian's little face was filled with a deep disappointment, which made the mothers feel distressed when they watched from the side. "Qianqian, what did Uncle Mo Ang say?"

"He said he was very busy and might not be able to come." Yu Ziqian threw the phone to his mother in disappointment and anger. "I knew this person was unreliable, and I knew he would not be as good as my dear father!"

After saying that, Yu Ziqian returned to the room with great sadness.

More importantly, I am so embarrassed.

The first time I asked someone for help, and I asked for my mother's boyfriend, I was rejected. I really wanted to find a crack in the ground.

An Ning picked up his cell phone, and Mo An hadn't stopped. "Hey, what did you say to my son?"

Mo Ang also had a natural expression. "What can you say? That is..."

An Ning didn't even have time to wait for him to finish his words. "You said you are not available, right?"

"Well, there is not enough time!" Mo Ang replied.

An Ning said to him without any face. "Can you lose some of the narratives? Do you really think you are the biological father of the child? You are just a person who wants to become a stepfather. What you should do most now is to please my son, make my son happy, make my son admire you more and more, and make him fall in love with you, do you understand?"

Mo Ang chuckled and laughed. "My stepfather is also a little miserable? What do you think?"

An Ning curled her lips. "You are so happy that you are so big and so handsome, so you can't be happy in your heart, right?"

"Okay, okay, I'm very happy. Your son is handsome and white, and his face is like a big Shandong steamed bun." Mo Ang praised.

An Ning was so angry that she almost vomited blood. "Your son looks like a big Shandong steamed bun!"

"Haha...I think so!" Mo Ang smiled happily.

Only then did An Ning realize that she had said the wrong thing, she was clearly scolding her son. "No matter what, you must be coerced to my son to participate in this parent-child activity tomorrow."

Mo Ang smiled bitterly. "Can I miss it? Your eldest son finally gave me such a chance. Of course I won't let it go. I will definitely perform well."

"Well, if you perform well, it will be more convenient for you to enter and exit our house in the future. You know!" An Ning reminded him.

"Oh, do you want me to go back to your in-laws' house?" Mo Ang asked.

"What's wrong?" An Ning smiled.

Anyway, he is the eldest son of the Yu family.

"Okay, don't imagine the future first. There is something really in front of you, you have to help me solve it." Mo Ang said.

"What's the matter?" An Ning asked.

"What clothes do I have to wear when I go to school tomorrow?" Mo Ang asked blankly.

The clothes parents wear when they go to school are very particular and should not be too grand, otherwise they will give people a sense of showing off and their children will definitely be excluded at school.
Chapter completed!