"Got sick of living, have you?" Alexander Summers spoke with no kind words, "Keep Mom away from those pedantic literati, 'scholars are cold-hearted since ancient times'."
"What are you talking about?" Purple Summers was speechless. She just wanted to share some gossip with Alexander Summers, who knew it would bring unjust scolding upon the innocent language teacher.
Although she was somewhat unwilling...
But then again, chasing after love is everyone's freedom, isn't it? Atra Blanc seemed virtuous and beautiful, and it wasn't strange that she attracted admirers. It was just normal pursuit, and they weren't doing anything sleazy. If you didn't like them, you could just reject them nicely, no need to curse at them as soon as you opened your mouth.
And moreover...
Purple Summers always felt that, at over forty, Atra Blanc still had a long life ahead of her. Was she supposed to just spend it looking after her children? It seemed a bit of a pity...
