Zhan Jing watched Zhao Guangran put down his bowl to read after finishing dinner, feeling all kinds of surprise.
"What's up with this?" Zhan Jing thought it was a bit of a problem that her son, after growing up, wouldn't discuss things with the family and had his own ideas about everything.
"Isn't it great?" Zhao Gang was very satisfied with how Zhao Guangran was turning out.
"What's great about it." Zhan Jing didn't have as high expectations for the children as Zhao Gang did. The environment in which their kids grew up and the education they received would ensure they didn't grow up the wrong way.
Zhan Jing only required that the kids in the family be healthy and robust. "Didn't you notice that Guangran has lost weight?"
Huh, lost weight? Zhao Gang really couldn't see how his son could be losing weight. "With such a good diet, how can he lose weight?"
It's typical of men to be careless, not observing these things. Zhan Jing snorted coldly a few times.
