"If you're going to talk about official matters, don't sit here."
Princess Anle glared unhappily at her husband and son, clearly displeased with their discussing state affairs at home.
Before anyone could speak, Xia Yuan had already snorted first, glaring at Xia Zheng: "You little brat! You know your mother doesn't like to hear about these things, yet you still brought it up, how infuriating! Hurry up and apologize to your mother!"
Lin Yuan twitched her mouth; although Xia Zheng brought up the topic, the actual commentary came from Xia Yuan, right!
What a father!
No, it's more like what a husband, letting his son take the fall, this is really too much.
After chatting for a while, Dong Mei came in and reported that lunch was ready.
Actually, everyone had gotten up very late in the morning and had a late breakfast, so lunch time was naturally pushed back.
