Conflict

"If he doesn't like you calling him that, don't call him that. You're an adult. Why are you still arguing with a child over such a small matter?" Fu Xin could feel that Chen Xiaomei seemed to like educating people. Did this person have some kind of persona? There was no end to it.

"This isn't a matter of fussing over it. Isn't it just for people to call him by his name? You don't know how funny he was in the car at that time. Is his nickname so noble that you're the only one allowed to call him by it?" After Chen Xiaomei finished mocking her, she changed to a serious tone. "Fu Xin, you might have a child at a young age, so you're not mature in front of your children. I can understand that you dote on your children, but you can't spoil them too much.He's only five years old, but he's already spoiled. He even has to fuss over how to address him. When he grows up, you'll have a headache. I'm doing this for your sake."