Gao Jiaxing didn't speak anymore; as soon as Weilin was done peeing, he took her from Xia Xiao's hands and carried her into the house.
Weilin was sleepy, her eyes half-closed, and her head bobbed a little, like a chick pecking at grains of rice.
Everyone was not at home, so Xia Xiao could only let Gao Jiaxing take Weilin back to their room.
Xia Xiao said, "Don't think too much about it, Yu Hua is just like that, a bit temperamental, but at least her heart isn't bad."
"You all just indulge her; she doesn't lift a finger at home, and you really let her get away with it." Gao Jiaxing now disapproved of Sun Yuhua; if they separated, Sun Yuhua could do whatever she wanted, and he wouldn't care.
But they all lived in the same house, where Sun Yuhua didn't even cook or clean, didn't wash a single dish, and neglected her daughter, which Gao Jiaxing thought was too much.
