Yang Jinghai gave Jing Xuan a sidelong glance, "Need to be held while taking a nap? You're clearly just being a hooligan!"
"How is it being a hooligan to hold my own wife while we take a nap?"
"Is Tang Huai your wife now?" Yang Jinghai fumed.
Jing Xuan gave him a cool glance, completely unrepentant about his anger, "Sooner or later, she will be."
"Sooner or later, sooner or later, that's all you know. Besides 'sooner or later,' what else can you do?"
Jing Xuan sneered, "I know plenty more."
"Do you have the guts to get your peculiar grandma and grandpa to agree to your marriage with Tang Huai?"
"It's me who wants to marry Tang Huai, whether they agree or not, what's that to me? If they don't agree, does that mean I won't marry her? I'm not that weak."
"You're not weak, but if they don't agree and Tang Huai marries into the family, everyone living under the same roof, seeing each other every time they look up or down, do you think Tang Huai would be happy?"
