Liu Qingcheng said helplessly, "Being cautious is right, but since you became the heir to the family, you've been staying in this house and not coming out. Your mother hasn't seen you in four years. Isn't this a bit too cautious","A hundred years old, I heard that you treat your home like a trash dump and often pick up garbage, is this true",Xia Mo Han's face was already sullen, and when she heard Xia Zi Xuan's words, her expression became even worse. She retorted with displeasure: "He is my husband, why can't he sit at the table"。