Indeed, when they returned, Mother Zhou's expression was somewhat unsightly, and she seemed rather indifferent toward Bai Lan.
"I had the meal prepared a long time ago, and now it's all gone cold, always dragging your feet like this," Mother Zhou muttered, her tone filled with nothing but dissatisfaction toward Bai Lan.
She knew her son was always quick and decisive in his actions, but he was just too obedient to his wife.
"Mom, I'm sorry, it was my oversleeping that made us late." Bai Lan quickly apologized, knowing that it was her fault no matter what.
Mother Zhou let out a soft "hmmph" with a displeased look between her brows.
Zhou Shengting furrowed his brows, "Mom, if it's cold, we can just heat it up. What's the big deal?"
Upon hearing this, Mother Zhou felt a fire in her heart. Indeed, just by making a small comment, her son started to have opinions, truly a henpecked husband with no backbone.