"I don't have a son." Even though it felt rather absurd, Wen Yanqing thought it was necessary to clarify: "I only have Tangtang, there's no such messy affair."
Who knew that as soon as he said this, Wen Rendong exploded: "What do you mean no son? Whoever dares to say my family has no son, I won't let them off!"
Wen Yanqing didn't want to argue with a drunk person and was worried he would say even more outrageous things, so he stepped forward to forcibly support him and prepared to take him back.
"Just rest here, we have spare rooms in the house, and servants to take care of you," Mr. Lin said.
"No need."
Mr. Lin insisted on keeping them: "We are all family, no need to be so distant. Look, it's starting to rain outside, don't trouble yourself. You and Tangtang should also stay, and leave tomorrow."
Wen Yanqing hadn't paid attention to the weather. Now looking outside the window, it indeed had started to drizzle.
