"You're never home, always running outside and leading the kids astray. Now they're following your example and sneaking out to play."
"Huh?......."
Gu Shaocheng snorted, knocked on her head, and looked sternly at her: "They went to the horse ranch. Go pick them up later. It's said that the upper beam is not straight, and the lower beam will be crooked. This describes you and your kids! Are you fed up with this home? Do you still want to live here or not?"
His tone was flat but carried an undertone of admonishment.
Feeling guilty, Chenxing didn't dare to speak, and she was reprimanded.
Seeing her relatively good attitude, Gu Shaocheng let her off the hook, as he had urgent matters to attend to, leaving only a sentence behind: "A newlywed woman who's never home should reflect on herself and write a self-criticism for me!"
