C98 My Father

Half an hour later, Huo Motine closed the document and looked at his son, who was writing on the table. "Why isn't it finished?"

"I just finished." Huo Nianyan put down the pen. "Dad, I'm going to sleep."

Huo Motine nodded and put the document back. He got up and walked behind Huo Nianyan. "What did you write?"

"My Dad. The question set by the teacher will be handed over next Monday