Zi Zhen grinned sheepishly. "I know."
Still holding his mother's hand, he leaned against her arm and whispered, "I will be better, Momma. I promise you. You will be super proud of me."
"All right." She smiled at him while patting his hands intimately. She wouldn't be angry at him for long. She knew how worked up he would get.
"But momma, you haven't scolded Lu Ting Cheng the same way you have scolded me." He whined while glaring at his brother.
Lu Wan Ruyi glanced at Lu Ting Cheng, who was also sitting just next to Lu Zi Zhen.
Lu Ting Cheng lifted his head, and their eyes briefly met Lu Wan Ruyi's. There was a flicker of something unspoken there, mutual understanding, mutual respect, but also the distance that always lingered quietly between them.
As much as he was her son, she didn't dare cross the boundaries, his father always did the scolding and punishment, and for her, she preferred teaching him about everything else apart from scolding and punishing him.
