You Are My Son (2)

After walking for a long distance, the father and son got into the car.

Mu Yuchen drove smoothly while Mu Zicheng sat in the passenger seat.

"Father, don't tell Mother about this when we get back, right? You know how my mother likes to let her imagination run wild."

Mu Zicheng rubbed his knees as he said this.

"Isn't it too late to worry now?"

Mu Yuchen glanced at him. "Don't go to the arcade anymore. That place is so messy. You didn't bring anyone with you, if anything happens, I can't protect you either. The martial arts teacher that we hired before said that your homework is fine. Could it be that he's just brushing me off?"

"No, Father, it's not about the teacher. If I hadn't trained with him for a few years, your son wouldn't just have an injured arm. He would've really have broken his arm and leg."

"Do you still think you're lucky now?" Mu Yuchen reprimanded him softly.

"No, I've learned my lesson this time."