A woman's voice, every word and phrase, cut deeply into a man's eardrum, hovering in his ears like a curse.
Many years later, he thought, if he had understood something at that time, perhaps there wouldn't have been so many joys and sorrows!
The next day.
Qiao Xiguan staggered out of her room, still sleepy-eyed.
Gu Zichen, such a fussy man, threw a tantrum every morning, putting on airs. Living with someone like him for a lifetime would drive anyone crazy, she thought.
However, she supposed she probably wouldn't end up living with someone like that for a lifetime.
She pursed her lips and then suddenly encountered the little monkey in the hallway.
She paused for a second, seeing the little monkey wearing a small backpack, seemingly ready for school. When he saw her, he stopped very properly, bowed, and lowered his head, "Good morning, Mommy."
Qiao Xiguan looked at the little monkey. Was this the kind of personality a 5-year-old child should have?
