Ning Gang had just left the hall when he saw his wife sitting on the sofa, laughing and talking with Ning Ge. Their expressions were natural and relaxed. His wife looked at Ning Ge with an undisguisable fondness, and Ning Ge, in turn, showed heartfelt respect and love for his sister-in-law.
Ning Ge must have said something amusing, for Xiu Xian burst into giggles, poking his forehead with her index finger while Ning Ge stuck out his tongue like a child.
Father had been right; this younger brother was not so much a sibling to him as a son. Even if he had a son of his own, his affection could hardly run deeper.
After all, he had raised him from birth, and the emotions and efforts poured into him were naturally much greater.
Ning Gang cleared his throat loudly, and Xiu Xian looked over, then turned to Ning Ge, "You and your brother should have a good talk, no arguing allowed. And later, make sure to speak nicely to father, okay?"
