"Hmph! No comparison! You, man, don't know how to cherish women!"
The old man shook his head, full of disappointment.
Mu Zihao...
"When it comes to cherishing women, your son understands better. Don't mind that you always get reprimanded by your wife! You haven't really inherited my essence in cherishing women, but that lad Yichen has."
The old man had great expectations for his grandson, believing his grandson inherited all his good qualities.
"But you're the one who makes my mom cry, and this kind of thing happens all the time in our house, have you forgotten?"
Mu Zihao disagreed with what his father said.
"Hmph! Your mom is just like that, loves to cry! But why hasn't she left me? Isn't it because I cherish her daily? Yichen is really taking after me in this aspect!"
Mu Zihao dared not argue any further to avoid causing more trouble.
