Jiang Yanting pressed the hand soap dispenser, rubbing his plump little hands, "Kids shouldn't worry about so many things."
"I know you're into her."
"Me, into her?"
"Just now, your sister called you out, and you didn't even talk back. Usually, you would've snapped right back at her." Jiangjiang shook his little head, "Dad, Grandpa always said, it's not shameful to be afraid of your wife."
He did it out of consideration for the Tang family and his brother, what does it have to do with being afraid of a wife?
Jiang Yanting quickly washed his hands for him, dried them, and then directly said, "They're going to pack this afternoon, it's sure to be very busy, so don't bother them, and don't make trouble."
"I know, I'm very good."
"Then this afternoon I'll make sure you do your makeup homework."
"..."
