Chapter 97 Fine, Just Think of It as My Fault

• When Wendy went back home, Naomi asked quietly, "Did you two have another fight again?"
• Was it that obvious? She then smiled awkwardly, as she couldn't bear to say the reason for the fight, and said with an unchanging expression, "No, he's probably in a bad mood."
• Naomi sighed and said with understanding, "This child has always been this way ever since he was little. He just loves to put on a mean face."