Zhou Ziming nodded. It seemed like this woman was not unreliable. She knew when to retreat and when to advance. He turned to look at his nephew, who looked like a little child even though he was already so old, and sighed. "Are you happy now?" The two of them were just a few years apart; why was it that Han Ruochen was like an adult in her sixties, but Zhai Heng was acting like he was still sixteen? In the end, the fault lies with his sister. She never paid any attention to her children and caused them to grow up crooked like this. Even if Old Master Zhai was taking care of the children, he was already old at that time.
How much energy could he pour into taking care of three children at a time?
However, it was a good thing that Zhai Heng ran into Han Ruochen; at least he had a good friend who was willing to take care of him and teach him the ways of the world or else he would have been schemed to death by Yun Tao.
