"Kids are like that. We were wild and caused trouble too when we were young—

it's just their nature," Zachary said. "As long as they don't get into serious trouble,

it's fine. Causing a little chaos at home is normal."

He never tried to suppress his children. He believed in letting them be themselves and giving them space to grow naturally.

Josh laughed. "My parents still spoil Milo like crazy. Zachary, you have no idea how strong the bond between grandparents and grandkids is. When I used to mess up as a kid, first my dad would spank me, then my mom would take a turn, and then they'd team up. I got disciplined all the way until my teens. Once I got older and more sensible, they switched to lecturing instead of hitting."

Who would've thought his parents—polished and elegant in public—used to be so strict when it came to disciplining him?

Zachary chuckled. "Your worst beating was probably during New Year's. Your parents were still asleep when you snuck into their room with a string of firecrackers. You lit them and threw them onto their bed. They were scared half to death. The quilt was full of burn holes."

"You almost burned the house down. Tell me, did you not deserve that beating?"

Josh's face turned red as he laughed. "I barely even remember why I got beat up that day, but you remember every detail. Your memory's better than mine."

said. "They remember getting

father, like son. You

following in your footsteps. Just now,

when he's around his cousins.

I did. The

all like that once. It

us for passing on those

shut down his computer, stood up,

coming home the day after tomorrow, but she'll need time to rest when she gets

get it," Josh replied with

gave him a playful kick, which

two men walked out of the

once they stepped outside, their expressions

was still his usual

of two, he couldn't afford to let his guard down in public. He maintained his aloof, no- nonsense

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