For two consecutive days, Zhou Mingde looked at Zhou xiran with a complicated and scrutinizing gaze.
Even Zhou xiran, who had a hard time swallowing her anger, noticed it.
"Daddy, why are you looking at me like that?" Zhou xiran knew that she had left a bad impression on her family recently.
This kind of bad behavior wasn't something that she could change with just one or two days of learning.
However, a house that was leaking had to rain overnight. After the new year, she had been trying to remedy it but had not succeeded. Then, she was angered by Xia Bohe and Luo tianlin's love line and lost her calm.
"Daddy, we haven't visited Grandpa Zhai in a long time. It's rude of us to do that."
But Zhou xiran couldn't care less.
The bad impression had already been cast into a boat, and she could not change the past.
But it could still remedy the future.
