What to Do About the Wedding
Editor: Atlas Studios
The old man froze for a long time with the teacup in his hand. In the end, he regained his senses and quickly persuaded, "Alright, alright. Why are you crying? Zichen is still upstairs. Don't let the children hear you!"
It was fine if he did not persuade her, but once he did, the old lady's voice became even louder, as if she had suffered a lot.
However, the crying was incomparably sharp, and it was exceptionally ear-piercing, like a ghost crying.
The old man's head buzzed from the noise. He was so angry that he smashed the teacup in his hand on the coffee table and shouted, "Alright, are you done?!"
Oh…
The old lady's back trembled, and her crying stopped.
The old man frowned and glared at the old lady. "Are you a child? Can crying solve the problem? If outsiders hear this, they will think that Yunzhong abused you!"