"Mom, take your time talking with Xiao Ye. I'll take the children back to sleep first, okay?"
Wen Leyu was a perceptive woman. The moment she heard her mother-in-law and husband suddenly struggling over Fu Yiruo's matter, she immediately tried to "apply for recusal" again.
Although she had always gotten along well with her sister-in-law and their temperaments suited each other fairly well, when enormous assets were involved, she felt there was no need for her to participate.
But Fu Guiru held tightly onto her own grandson and would not let go. She said gravely to her daughter-in-law, "Xiao Yu, the matter Li Ye and I are discussing today is something you'll face in twenty years as well. So stay and listen. Give us your opinion."
"Mom, you said I'll face it in twenty years too?"
Wen Leyu froze for a moment, then seemed to understand something.
Her mother-in-law, Fu Guiru, nodded. "Yes. Li Ye and Xiao Ruo today are Little Treasure and Little Pouch in the future. This concerns your son and daughter. Can you still avoid it?"
"..."
Now Wen Leyu could not leave.
She did not care how much Li Ye earned or how much he gave Fu Yiruo, but twenty or thirty years from now, when Little Pouch and Little Treasure were "Splitting the Family property," could she really not care?
Those would be her own son and daughter!
If, when the time came, the palm and back of her hand started tearing at each other, nagging endlessly at her as their mother every day, would she not end up swallowing a bellyful of unjust anger?
So Wen Leyu smiled and sat back down. "All right, all right, all right! I'll learn from you, mom, so that twenty years from now, I don't fail to keep