"Instead of brooding about it all day, why not just get someone to get rid of her? It would spare you all this worry." Xiao Chengyu said indifferently.
"I second that!"
Xiao Yining hurriedly raised his hand.
"No violence allowed."
Nuoyan scolded, tapping them lightly.
Xiao Chengyu held her hand and rubbed it. His son was so sensible and cute when he was a child, it puzzled him why love troubles, of all things, had to be so worrying after he grew up, causing his wife to be preoccupied every day. He was not exactly pleased about that.
Of course, he had completely forgotten, that he had been even more disruptive than Xiao Moli in his younger days.
Xiao Yining was speechless, "Grandma, you were violent before I was born."
He had heard stories about her brutal tactics when she was young.
Nuoyan grinned and waved her hand, "A hero doesn't dwell on past glories, do you agree?"
"Of course not."
Xiao Yining pounded his small chest proudly, "Dad is definitely thinking about Mom."
