And it did. The guilt ate Su Xin up like a worm eating away a bright red apple from the inside while maintaining a healthy appearance outside.
Qie Xieling wasn't as guilt-ridden as Su Xin because he knew that his daddy was using this as an excuse to give them a teaching moment. If he was truly upset then not even Nana would have been able to cool his jets. Plus the punishment would have been handed down immediately not after dinner. The urge to run away vanished immediately praising himself for surviving the inevitable.
"What should the essay be about?" asked Qie Xieling rather curious. He liked school work anyway. To him, it was like a hobby. It was comrade Wen Qinxi over there who hated writing and language subjects. To ace such subjects in high school, he had to put in extra effort. He preferred dealing with numbers but now he was being forced to write an essay out of the blue.
