One year later,
“Daddy! Would you stop that?” Xavier almost complained when Tristan was trying to make some of his studies a little difficult.
“You won’t even let me use a calculator when this is four-digit times,” He pouted while scratching the back of his head.
“I just want you to think logically, son, you’re about to study at a university soon,” Tristan firmly informed him before pointing at the question again, “Now answer this,”
Xavier just pouted before he started answering his dad’s questions. Tristan just smiled since even if he complained, his son was answering them correctly. He’s turning three in a few months and he could tell that he was an intelligent child.
“Hubby? Little panda?” Clara called from the outside of the room before she casually entered to check up on them.
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