At the sound.
Both turned their heads.
Jiang Yuchui was standing behind them with his hands behind his back, looking serious, and His gaze stuck on their tightly held hands for a few seconds.
He then let out a barely noticeable cold hum from his nostrils.
"Normally live ah."
Jiang Ruan raised an eyebrow, unconcerned.
But Jiang Yuchui frowned, "We have three bedrooms in our house, how is he going to stay?"
Jiang Ruan laughed, "Dad, isn't this just perfect? I will sleep with Yuxin, and he can sleep in my room."
Jiang Yuchui frowned, "That won't do, Yuxin has to study, we can't disturb her, it's her senior year, studies are very important."
"Then, can I sleep with mom?"
"No, she is my wife."
"Then..."
Fu Chi looked at Jiang Yuchui and understood his intentions. He tugged at his lips, "Uncle, rest assured, I can stay in a hotel."
He was being protective of his daughter.
He understood this feeling quite well.
Although... they had done everything they needed to.
