After so many years of marriage, Zhang Yuxi frowned. "You should think about your own problems."
Little Treasure's eyes widened. "Me? I'm very well-behaved. What problems could I have?"
Zhang Yuxi began to list them one by one.
"Your problems are huge. Do you ever wash the dishes on your own initiative? How many times has your father had to remind you over and over?"
"Well, that was because I hadn't finished my homework! Didn't I do the dishes once I was done?"
"And then there's your room. How many times has your father told you that a girl should keep her room clean and tidy? Yours is a pigsty."
"It's not that messy! Besides, shouldn't my own room be as comfortable as I want it to be?" she retorted. "And I do clean it, just not that often."
"Then there was that night you didn't come home for dinner and didn't even call your father. He waited at home for you for two hours!"
"I was wrong about that, and I've already apologized to Dad. He forgave me and isn't angry anymore."
