"Shaodan, what were you up to last night? You came home so late."
Zhu Shaodan thought to himself that he was out doing something important, but he estimated that if he told the truth, the whole family would beat him, so he couldn't be honest: "A classmate was celebrating their birthday, we had a gathering."
Lin Qing slammed the table angrily, "Do your classmates celebrate their birthdays every day?"
Zhu Shaodan shrugged, "That's because I have so many friends."
Zhu Xiangxiang spoke softly, "Shaodan, speak properly to mom."
"I am speaking properly, it's you guys who don't like me."
Lin Qing hesitated for a moment, then said, "I have a friend who runs an agency. Her company is about to select a group of trainees to go to South Korea for two years of training. You should pack up and go."
