"You're so young; you should be able to understand what's going on."
Zhang Hao wasn't clueless about what was going on; he knew that marrying a wife these days was not like the old times when bringing a daughter-in-law home meant working her to the bone.
But he had never imagined that his parents could be so liberal.
To think they even took the time to educate him not to treat the wife he brought home like a servant.
Just the thought of this concern made Zhang Hao feel his parents were being incredibly unfair to him.
Hadn't the two people who brought him into this world any clue about what kind of person their son was?
With such doubts in mind, Zhang Hao asked a question.
"Dad, Mom, am I really your biological child, or is Xiaohui the one? Aren't you afraid she will boss me around?"
When Zhang Hao voiced this doubt, his parents acted as if they hadn't heard a word.
