"Silly child, when he starts working overtime, he never finishes. Don't wait for him next time, go upstairs and sleep," Nuoyan said with a touch of distress, then complained about Xiao Moli.
"This rascal, doesn't even let us know if he's not coming home. Doesn't his own wife deserve some care? Let's see how I deal with him when he gets back tonight."
An Ziqi rubbed her eyes and smiled, "It's fine, Mommy. He was with me for two days. Maybe he was just too busy at the office last night and couldn't make it back."
"You're always making excuses for him. You can't spoil men, otherwise, they won't know their place anymore," Nuoyan said.
Unlike other mothers who are afraid their sons might be wronged, she never felt there was anything wrong with teaching her daughter-in-law to discipline her son.
"Yes, Mommy, I got it. I'll definitely give him a piece of my mind when he gets back tonight."
Laughing, An Ziqi replied, checking the time. It was early, just after six.
