For some reason, Lian Jing felt that this boy was wary of him. He walked over with a stern look, his tall figure towering over the boy's little body. "Why aren't you sleeping?"
"You're not asleep either." Shen Nian put his hands on his waist as if he was guarding against a thief. "Mom is very tired today and needs to rest early. If you have anything to discuss with her, you can do it tomorrow.
Lian Jing squatted down so that their eyes could meet. He looked at the face that resembled his. His tone softened. "I'm sorry that I only found out about your existence today. Grandpa likes you very much. Tomorrow, can you help me to persuade your mother to move here?"
Shen Nian discerned the truth. "You want to woo my mother."
Lian Jing paused for a moment. He did not expect a six-year-old child to know about such things. Then, he stroked the boy's hair helplessly. "If your mother and I love each other, it will only benefit you, right?"