"Uncle Han has agreed," Chu Yanhao reached to pull Su Jinqi's arm.
Su Jinqi certainly didn't believe him and let him pull her, saying, "If you want me to keep you company, then sleep here."
"I don't want to, I don't want to!" Chu Yanhao started rolling around the bed, throwing a fit.
Su Jinqi sat up, resting her forehead in her hand, watching his act. Suddenly, she got a WeChat message on her phone, lazily picked it up and her eyes widened—it was from Li Jinghan, who asked in a displeased tone, "What are you dawdling for, not coming up? What time is it?"
"See, I told you Uncle Han agreed," Chu Yanhao said, getting angry and rolling around in the bed again.
Su Jinqi sighed, held her phone, grabbed a pillow and muttered, "Your Uncle Han really owed you in his past life, paying back his debt in this life!"
"Let's go, stop rolling around on the bed." Su Jinqi picked him up and got off the bed, leaving the room.