"I know, but men have so many flaws..."
Lian Qiao looked at the little imp she had given birth to, her maternal affection growing ever stronger, and gently chided her with a suppressed giggle, "Little rascal, you're just a little girl, what do you know about men and women? Go to sleep nicely, no more wild thoughts."
"Mom—"
Lady Sanqi, somewhat discontent at being treated like a child, 'thump' bounced up, her soft little hands unapologetically looped around her mom's neck, a pair of clear and bright eyes fogged with the haze of sleepiness.
"Mom, here it goes again... You look down on me, don't you? Whenever you and Dad have a problem, you have to come to me for solutions, don't you understand?"
Understand?!
Hehe... Lian Qiao was genuinely amused!
Being asked if she understood by her own five-year-old daughter was quite comical, and as the little one fussed, any slight anger Lian Qiao might have harbored had already dissipated.
