Mo Yan rolled her eyes, "If I don't speak up, will you leave Mother at home alone?"
On hearing this, Mo Qingze's presence seemed to shrink, "Your mother can't let go of you two, and she's worried about being talked about. Your father has advised her many times, but she just won't listen."
After saying that, he looked at his eldest daughter with hope in his eyes, wishing she could persuade her mother to go with him to the city. He had finally married a wife to his liking and did not want to experience the loneliness of sleeping alone ever again.
Cui Qingrou, feeling embarrassed by her husband's blunt words and gaze, wanted to cover her face, thinking that this man, despite his age, really dared to say anything in front of his daughter.
