"Hurry up."
Carl, with his hands on his hips, stood in the hallway supervising, his face full of impatience.
All he wanted at the moment was some alone time with Qiao Suisui, but his wife had assigned him this "quality time" with the kids, and he feared she would be upset if he didn't comply. Ugh, annoying.
At that moment, four little boys were also squatting at Carl's feet, watching their older brothers move bags of seeds in and out, loosening the soil and fertilizing.
Carl kicked Tata lightly, asking, "Do you think Mom likes girls more too?"
Tata, supporting his chin with his chubby hand, looked back at Carl contemptuously and replied, "Whose fault is it that we don't have a sister?"
"Hey, you little rebel," Carl laughed in spite of himself, "I'm telling you, if it weren't for your mom, I wouldn't bother with you guys at all."
The man crossed his arms and stood for a while before striding toward the direction of the palace.
