Yeh Cangqiong extended his arms and tightly embraced Chi Xiaoyu along with the two little ones in his arms.
"Alright, let's go home!"
Grandma Yeh said, "Cangqiong, remember what I always say—handle things carefully. If you're not certain, don't do anything reckless."
"Grandmother, don't worry. I know what I'm doing!"
On the way back, the two little ones sat in the back seat, playing a clapping game together.
Chi Xiaoyu sat in the passenger seat, glancing at Yeh Cangqiong, noticing his grim expression. His thick brows were tightly furrowed.
She could sense his bad mood and silently placed her hand on his knee.
He turned his head slightly and gave her a faint smile.
"Husband, I can feel it—did I cause trouble for you because of my impulsiveness?"
"It's fine. That woman dared to lay a hand on you. She won't live to see another day!"
"But, wouldn't this provoke Xue Zheng? What if he turns against you in the future?"
