Xiao Qian was trying hard to hold in her laughter, feigning a serious look on her face.
"You mischievous girl, are you laughing at me inside? Let me tell you, I was being tolerant towards you and the other women. I was simply not arguing with the old lady," Father Yu said, trying to regain his dignity.
Xiao Qian lowered her head, trying hard not to laugh and echoed his words.
"You're right, uncle. You are indeed the man among men, understanding that a well-ordered family can lead to a well-ordered country. Emphasizing the greater good and not being petty, you don't argue with us women, and that shows your magnanimity. Otherwise, with your strength, my aunt would faint if you hit her."
That was some successful flattery.
Father Yu's mouth lifted into a subtle smile.
