Marriage 3

Wei Ling frowned slightly.

Zhou Heng pushed Zhou Zhi to the table and pulled out a seat to push him over.

Zhou Zhi said calmly, "I pay my respects to Father and Mother. My old illness has acted up. Father and Mother, please forgive me for not being able to get up and greet you."

Zhou Zhao smiled and shook his head. "Zhi'er, you don't have to be so polite. Have you forgotten what Father said? You don't have to bow to anyone."

Wei Ling looked a little unnatural. She lowered her eyes and didn't look at anyone.

Zhou Zhao had given such an order before. Zhou Zhi indeed did not need to bow to anyone, but she had always asked him to bow in the past.

Even though she knew that his prosthetic legs were as stiff as two pillars and it would be difficult for him to bend down, she still asked him to bow.