"Actually, it's nothing. Don't argue with your mom, your mom is pretty good to you." Qi Hao advised.
It's just that his words seemed a bit patronizing.
It's all my fault. I shouldn't be arguing with your mom.
Don't blame her, it's all my fault.
It's okay, I don't mind if your mom scolds me, I can take it.
Blame it on me for being too stupid, I can explain for you. If your mom wants to blame someone, let it be me.
Such a good girl, how does she not know to cherish you?
"We can't really argue, she tends to sulk more, and when it gets worse, she hides and cries secretly."
An Feng doesn't have a fiery temper, and her mom is more of a gentle person.
So, it's mostly a cold war between them.
"As an outsider, I can't give any effective advice. You have to handle it yourself. I argue a lot with my mom, but mostly with my dad, who used to see me as a disappointment in every way."
Qi Hao chatted casually with An Feng.
