Wei Shu endured it.
Deng Yuyuan casually pointed to her own head.
Wei Shu understood her meaning in a second: she wanted him to fake a headache. As expected of a scheming adult, to even resort to having him play the pity card.
He would never stoop so low!
"...Tuantuan, can you take a look for me? My head kind of hurts," Wei Shu said, pointing at his head with a blank expression.
Tuantuan, who had just been looking everywhere but at him, grew a little nervous upon hearing this. "But Tuantuan doesn't know how to look either."
Tuantuan grabbed Wei Qi's hand and hurried to Wei Shu's side. "Xiaoqi, help me take a look."
"Don't hold his hand!" Wei Shu exploded.
Deng Yuyuan also spoke up. "Tuantuan, you can't be impolite. How old is Xiaoqi?"
Tuantuan had already turned her head to her mother, though she was still muttering to Wei Shu, "Brother, wait a moment. Tuantuan needs to talk to Mommy first."
