Junjun smiled as he served his mother dishes: "Mom, I understand. You eat."
Gu Junming served dishes to Sun Chan: "Eat up."
Sun Chan felt quite defeated, guessing that what she said was too childish, right? Her son wasn't a child anymore, of course, he wouldn't bother to listen.
At night, during bedtime, Sun Chan told her husband: "We should let Junjun visit a prison. Let him understand how nasty the world can be."
"That's enough, Junjun isn't stupid. If he doesn't understand this, how can he educate Tian Tian? He'll be fine after some time."
Sun Chan could only let it go. Leaning against her husband.
Gu Junming patted her waist, why was it that after all these years, her waist was still so slim? He already had some fat around his own.
Seeing Gu Junming dazed, Sun Chan asked what's wrong, and Gu Junming chuckled: "I've gained weight."
