"I'm saying you need to plan more for yourself. Your dad is in his fifties, doesn't do any proper work, and still relies on you to support him. How long do you plan to keep this up? In the future..."
Tian Xin rattled on like a machine gun for quite a while but suddenly trailed off, as she noticed Zhang Shuai looking at her with a strange expression.
"Why are you looking at me like that?" Tian Xin tapped Zhang Shuai: "Am I wrong?"
"Ah, yes, yes," Zhang Shuai turned his head and suppressed a snicker.
"What are you laughing at?"
"Nothing, nothing, hahaha..." Zhang Shuai couldn't control the quirk of his mouth as it curved into a wide smile.
"Hey—what are you laughing at?" Tian Xin stood up and asked Zhang Shuai, who was squatting on the ground, laughing uncontrollably.
"Nothing... nothing... I just... hahaha... hey, don't hit, don't hit, I was wrong, Boss!"
"I think you need a good thrashing, what's gotten into you?"
Tian Xin gave Zhang Shuai's back a gentle smack.
