He cast a cold glance at his wife and said gently to his eldest son, "Beiye, go take a shower first. Dad will get the first aid kit for you."
In Mo Beiye’s mory, his father, Mo Zhongliang, had always been very kind to him.
Her expression softened a bit, and she nodded at Father Mo: "Okay, Dad."
Watching his son’s figure going upstairs, Father Mo finally turned his attention to his wife, who appeared sowhat tense.
He had always been satisfied with his wife.
The Fang Family’s background was quite different from his own, but back then, he was drawn to his wife’s gentle and virtuous nature, so he married her despite the family’s objections.
Over the years, he had always been proud of marrying a virtuous wife and grateful for her contributions to the family.
His work at the company kept him busy, so his wife, being a full-ti housewife, was responsible for much of the upbringing of their two children.
He had always thought she did a great job until today.
Watching the interaction between his wife and son, Mo Zhongliang suddenly felt that he might have been mistaken.
"You don’t like Beiye?" he said abruptly.
It wasn’t unreasonable for him to think this, as his wife’s earlier expression of disgust was too obvious to ignore, no matter how hard he might try.
Xu Lihua’s expression turned sowhat unnatural.
She certainly didn’t like Mo Beiye.
In fact, in the period after their eldest son’s death more than a decade ago, she often thought deep into the night that it would have been better if the daughter had been the one to die.
However, she knew her husband wouldn’t like that, so she always acted as if she were very fond of Mo Beiye in front of Mo Zhongliang.
Xu Lihua said, "Beiye has beco more and more rebellious since he started high school. You heard it too, how he directly talked back to like that. I also have to take care of Beichen and really don’t have the energy to discipline him."
She thought she had explained clearly, but when she looked up, she saw her husband’s disappointed gaze.
Mo Zhongliang felt a chill enter his heart at his wife’s self-righteous words.
Beiye was her son, not so random stranger!
And yet, she just said that because the child didn’t listen, she would leave him be.
Is this sothing a biological mother could say?
Mo Zhongliang recalled hearing Beiye coldly retort to his wife’s words and found himself sowhat speechless.
He wasn’t just dissatisfied with his wife; more so, he was filled with guilt towards himself.
If only he had paid more attention to the family.
Perhaps then, his wife and son wouldn’t have turned out this way.
He said, "Since you don’t want to take care of Beiye, I’ll handle it."
Xu Lihua was startled in her heart, what did her husband an by this?
She had always privately resisted her husband getting too close to Mo Beiye.
She feared that he might eventually entrust the Mo family’s business to the eldest son. In Xu Lihua’s mind, she didn’t want to say how things were before, but ever since the younger son was born, she believed that everything in the Mo Family should belong to Beichen in the future.
After all, Mo Beiye was a daughter and would eventually get married, giving her more would just be giving it away.
Hearing Mo Zhongliang say this, she hurriedly said, "Aren’t you busy with the company? Where do you have ti to look after Beiye?"
Mo Zhongliang said coldly, "No matter how busy the company is, is it more important than my son?"
Upon hearing this, Xu Lihua hurriedly said, "If you have ti, you can spend more ti with Beichen. Beichen is still so young and loves spending ti with his father the most. Beiye is already so grown up, there’s no need..."
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