she glanced at her assistant and saw her head bowed, ears suspiciously red. In an instant, she understood what was going on. Had she woken up the neighbor this morningAfter all, her bed was directly...After Shu Tinglan finished speaking, she then walked home with her mother's arm.

Shu Ma, seeing her like this, originally wanted to properly criticize and educate her, not allowing her to speak in such an impolite manner.

But when he turned his head, he saw her eyes were red, like she was about to cry but holding it back. His heart softened, and he didn't say anything.

Only a parent truly knows their child's behavior and why they might have a tantrum.

Shu Tinglan felt a pang of sadness after rebuking Wen Lan. If she and her mother had been more perceptive and assertive years ago, would things have turned out differently

"What's wrong with you today Did you have a fight with Xiaojian" That was the only reason the kind mother could think of.

"There was a bit of a misunderstanding. Mom, let's not associate with Wenlan and her mother anymore."

“Are you hungry What do you want to eat” Shu Ma changed the subject, obviously not listening to what she said, just treating it as a small conflict between little girls.

Shu Tinglan had a headache. She didn't know why she was back in her first year of high school, but since she was back, she would do her best to prevent the tragedy from happening.

She now dared not tell her mother directly about Wenlan and her father's relationship. She didn't know how her mother could handle it mentally right now, or whether if she could solve it herself, then let her mother remain in blissful ignorance forever.

Mom's dinner wasn't ready yet. The sound of the doorknob turning came from outside, her dad was home, and he was back earlier than expected.

A hint of coldness flashed in her heart. As she had expected, Wenlan had gone to her father to complain.

As expected, her father's face wasn't good. He walked in, put his briefcase in the cupboard by the door, and glanced at her.

She did not flinch, looking straight at him.

before he passed awayommy, do Grandpa and Grandma like apples I don't like apples," Han Zhaoyi asked.Han Li was taken aback. Unlike Han Zhao, she hadn't thought this through. She didn't know whether her parents liked appl...