Cheng Guodong thought all night but simply could not figure out how to punish his sister.
He was reluctant to hit her.
Starving her was even more out of the question.
Copying out lines would not work either, as his sister usually practiced calligraphy every day and seemed to enjoy writing, so it was hardly a punishment.
Making her stand in the corner seemed too childish.
After racking his brain, he gave up.
Qin Xin was eating breakfast and looking at the person across from him, who had clearly stayed up all night and was frowning. He couldn't help but laugh, "It seems like you got nowhere last night."
Cheng Guodong flushed with frustration, "You knew this would happen?"
Qin Xin shrugged, "Let me ask you, if your sister weren't well-behaved on her own, given how much we spoil her, don't you think she would have started acting out long ago?"
Cheng Guodong felt helpless, "...Am I not just worried about her?"