Seeing his wife already siding with his mother, Zhang Hao really couldn't complain fast enough.
He felt like neither heaven nor earth would respond to his pleas, wondering when his parents had become obstacles to his relationship.
However, they had indeed played that role at the beginning, but now things were heading in the opposite direction.
Or, more accurately, towards the direction he had hoped for, which somehow caused him some confusion.
Zhang Hao pulled He Qianhui aside and said, "You can't just listen to my mom, you know. With how early I have to wake up and how late I work, if I don't eat well, what if I break down one day? The main pillar of our home would collapse."
When He Qianhui heard Zhang Hao say this, she spoke in a soothing, low voice, "Alright, alright, I'll make you hearty meals every day and make sure to fatten you up."
Their parents could naturally hear their conversation, with the father still maintaining a serious and unsmiling face.
