"Really? My dad has always been so critical of me."
"But you must be a worry-free son... Your dad certainly wouldn't deny that."
After all, what son would actively work to find himself a stepmother?
This one is quite special.
Furthermore, he never looked down on her, treated her with great solemnity, and even controlled the conversation several times to avoid awkward silences.
You could say he put a lot of thought into it.
Meng Ting nodded and said, "Certainly quite worry-free."
He doesn't even need discipline; instead, he ends up disciplining his own.
Don't mention it; speaking of it brings nothing but tears.
This kid has Mr. Jih backing him, you don't know how arrogant he is in front of me.
Whenever we disagree, he brings up Mr. Jih, and Mr. Jih always takes his side.
Meng Xing couldn't help but laugh.
"Thanks to Aunt Qiu, my dad actually praised me..."
"Poof, your dad rarely praises you?"
"More times being criticized."
"No worries, I'll back you up from now on."
