"Wife, I’m sorry." Lin Ze’s tone already carried a plea.
What gave him more of a headache was that today’s scene unfolded in front of his son and his wife, which left him wondering where his face would be and how he would face them in the future.
But between face and wife, he chose the latter without hesitation. He could lecture his son afterward and regain his face, but losing his wife would be irreparable.
Convincing himself in his heart, he directly ignored the six pairs of eyes present and tried to coax his wife. As he coaxed her, he ntally scolded himself hundreds of tis. How stupid could he be? Knowing what this woman mind the most, he still openly ntioned it, wasn’t he just looking for trouble?
He knew well that it would be difficult to make her happy tonight, but he still had to try and use facts to convince her. As for scolding the woman for secretly eating hotpot, it was already forgotten.
"Wife, I really don’t mind you being old. Compared to people your age, you really look very young."
An Nan, hearing her father-in-law’s words, was already internally bleeding. She really wanted to tell him to stop talking because the more he said, the worse it got. What does he an by compared to won of the sa age? Did he not know that won hate being told they’re old and detest others ntioning their age, especially at such sensitive tis?
As she was about to speak, her red lips were covered by a broad hand. She was startled at first, but upon feeling the familiar warmth, she turned around with delight and saw a familiar handso face. "Why are you here too?"
She moved her lips slightly but didn’t speak.
However, he was smart and imdiately understood her aning. Lin Mubai nodded, gesturing with his eyes for her to continue watching the show.
An Nan rolled her eyes instantly. Was this how a son should behave? His parents were arguing, and instead of intervening, he was standing by watching with a face full of schadenfreude.
Of course, Lin Mubai knew what she ant, so he leaned in and whispered softly in her ear, "Can you stop my mom’s temper?"
An Nan was speechless: "But we can’t just watch them argue like this!"
He continued shaking his index finger with a confident expression: "Don’t worry! This won’t last long. My dad will soon lose because my mom’s temper is too high. Afterward, he’ll face a round of reprimands: first from my grandpa, then my maternal grandpa, and then my three uncles."
Hearing this, An Nan was already clicking her tongue, puzzled by how such a small thing could turn into a family judgnt gathering.
Lin Mubai continued to explain her inner doubts with a smile: "Grandpa and maternal grandpa have known each other since childhood. They’ve been lifelong best friends and lifelong rivals. Grandpa has only my dad, and on mom’s side, there are three uncles and just my mom as a daughter, so she’s naturally more pampered. When she was little, maternal grandpa would show off his daughter in front of grandpa, while grandpa, having only my dad, got so crooked ideas."
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