Hearing this, Luo Yanqing frowned slightly. "If they really let a few idle words mess with their hearts, that's all they'll ever be. If that's the case, you really don't need to waste any more effort on them."
"What are you talking about?"
Kang Li glared. "People always say, 'when there's a stepmother, there's a stepfather.' But I, as the stepmother, haven't done anything to the kids, and here you are, their dad, starting to act like a stepfather?"
"You're wronging me."
The heat in Luo Yanqing's eyes had turned into pure grievance. "I just don't want you raising a bunch of ungrateful brats."
After a brief pause, Luo Yanqing rolled over back to his side of the bed, stretched out his long arm, and pulled Kang Li into his embrace. He said:
"Even as their birth mother, no one could be as good to Luo Mingrui and the others as you are. Though I'm not home every day to watch, everything about Luo Mingrui's growth—
