Sangsang, You’re Spoiling My Brother

Jiang Yuning nodded and said, "You're right, Father."

Looking at his innocent face, Nian Qingyun wanted to vomit blood. "I've told you not to call me father."

"Sure, Uncle Nian." Jiang Yuning nodded again.

The mild-mannered and obedient Jiang Yuning even gave Grandma Nian heartburn. She turned and scolded her son, "Qingyun, be nice to my future grandson-in-law. Look at him. He is so polite. He is tender and honest, but that doesn't mean you can bully him. You are taking advantage of your seniority."

"...Look who's talking," Nian Qingyun muttered under his breath.

"Who are you talking about?" said Grandma Nian, looking daggers at him.

"No one. Mom, try this. It's delicious." Nian Qingyun offered his mom some prawns.

…

On the other side of the room, Nian Junting was dragged into the hallway after making a toast celebrating his son's 100 days.

"What? he said coolly. "Make it quick. I'm busy."