Zhang Hongjie was at a loss for words.
To be fair, there wasn't anything he was truly dissatisfied with, but he just couldn't shake this uncomfortable feeling.
Huang Ying knew her husband well.
She said with a smile, "Xiao Xue, don't blame your master. He's just not ready for this."
Xue Xingzhou chuckled. "I won't. I understand."
"Hmph, understand my ass."
Zhang Hongjie stood up, not even glancing at him, and walked back into the house with his hands behind his back.
Only Huang Ying noticed that her husband's eyes were red-rimmed.
Her heart ached a little too. "You two talk. I'll go check on him."
Zhang Qian sat on the sofa, looking a little down. "Do you think my dad is really upset?"
Xue Xingzhou sat down next to her.
"If my daughter were stolen away by some guy, I'd be furious too. I might even actually break his legs. So I understand how Master feels."
Zhang Qian pouted. "But I was the one who stole you away."
Xue Xingzhou laughed.
