"Mom, I need to let you vent your anger first. It was our fault; we sent the kids without consulting you and Dad first. Actually, we were just trying it out. If the two of them don't like it, we wouldn't force them."
"Aye! What's done is done. Sooner or later, this step needs to be taken anyway." Tong Yao glanced at her son wobbling out, glaring at him angrily. "Earlier, your dad was here, so I couldn't add fuel to the fire. Now, I need to warn you—watch the kids closely. Do not let them suffer!"
"Absolutely!" Tong Airui sneaked a glance upstairs, then sat down next to his mother. "Mom, this was my idea. Why did you hit Luowa? Look how red her hand is. That must have hurt a lot... Mom, Mom, go easy on the pinching..."
Tong Airui raised his hand to protect his ear.
Yi Luowa winced in pain as her eyelids twitched uncontrollably.
Tong Yao pinched her son's ear again before letting go. "Better I hit you than your dad; he'd be harsher."
