“I’m just afraid that you might have too much expectation for subsequent inquiries, so I’m just making it clear to you in advance. But this won’t prevent you from seeking my advice.”

“Well…thank you mommy.”

After Chu Yan thanked her, he walked towards the chair, but was stopped by Mother Losta.

“If you want to talk about what happened today, don’t sit there.”

Can’t sit?

Chu Yan was confused. Could it be that Mommy thought that when reporting, one had to adopt a work attitude and stand upright?

“Mommy, you don’t want me to report while standing, do you?”

Losta shook her head and pointed at her bed, her face still cold and indifferent:

“Go lie down on the bed and report. It’s late now and you’ve been busy all day. There’s no need to run back to the mansion next door after we finish talking. Just sleep here.”

This mommy doesn’t seem to be too cold…

Chu Yan obeyed the order respectfully and immediately crawled into Losta’s bed.