Qin Shuang had always thought that she had a pretty good temper.
But even the best temper couldn't withstand a bratty kid and his equally bratty father teaming up to cause trouble.
Expecting either one of those two to back down was just out of the question.
At times like these, she felt like the filling caught in the middle of a sandwich cookie.
Right now, Qin Shuang genuinely wanted to be at work instead of sitting here trying to play peacemaker.
She first glanced at their plates, noting that dinner was almost finished.
She simply sat there and said, "You two, finish your dinner first, and then, Star, go do your reading for an hour, and another hour for drawing. He Zhiyao, you go to the study and wait."
"Star, we still need to talk about the school issue, we'll discuss it with you after we've talked it over, and we'll take your opinion into serious consideration. Is that okay?" Qin Shuang asked Star.