Gu Feng felt a sudden surge of irritation and oppression. Was such strife not commonplace? A perfectly good day was ruined; everyone seemed determined to stir up trouble instead of living in peace.
He was well aware of the household affairs—there wasn't a single soul who could ease his mind.
He couldn't be bothered with the petty matters among the women. With a huff, he threw down his chopsticks and barked angrily, "This family will be the death of each other one day, with elders that don't act their age, and the younger ones without any respect for their betters."
Having said that, he stormed out in anger.
Matriarch Huang saw that his bowl still contained half a bowl of rice and frowned, "Old man, at least finish your meal before you leave!"
"I've had enough!" Gu Feng retorted irritably.
With Gu Feng gone, Huang Xiangwen spoke more confidently.
The person she feared most in the family was this old man.
