Milk Bun Ming Han's meaning was clear, no need for apologies.
"Mom said that fighting with Xiaochao was like an egg hitting a rock, Dad punishing us to stand in the corner was to make us remember."
That was Xiao Ming Wei's voice.
Xiao Ming Han, "Dad, can you make sure to ask us if we did something wrong before you punish us in the future, okay?"
Luo Yanqing, "Okay." He nodded and touched the top of Milk Bun Ming Han's head.
"If Dad is like yesterday again, Vivi will really, really ignore Dad!"
Crossing her arms, Xiao Ming Wei widened her eyes, her cheeks puffed out like a fish blowing bubbles.
Luo Yanqing, "It won't happen again." Gently shaking his head, Luo Yanqing watched Xiao Ming Rui and the other two playing in the living room, then he went to the kitchen.
"I'll chop it." Seeing Kang Li chopping meat on the small cutting board, Luo Yanqing came forward and reached out his hand.
Upon hearing this, Kang Li's gaze lowered—in fact, fixed on the man's hand.