Zhaozhao's mother couldn't argue with her and didn't have the patience to listen to her rambling, so she turned her head directly to Sheng Chuyi and said, "Don't indulge her too much, otherwise this girl will think she can reach the sky."
"I understand, Aunt Ran, don't worry, I will look after her and not let her mess around," Sheng Chuyi responded.
Zhaozhao's mother nodded her head and, without giving Shen Zhaozhao another look, finished her meal and went to work with Daddy Zhaozhao.
Only Shen Zhaozhao and Sheng Chuyi were left in the house, and Shen Zhaozhao stayed in the kitchen to wash the dishes with Sheng Chuyi. Of course, it was mostly Sheng Chuyi washing, as he didn't let Shen Zhaozhao lift a finger.
Shen Zhaozhao just stood there, watching him. His pale, slender fingers with distinct joints scooped up the bowls from the water, then dried them with a towel. Inexplicably, she felt a sense of guilt.
