The matter between Wen Guohua and Pan Xiaoying was the Wen family's domestic affair. No matter how much his mother-in-law liked him, Li Ye, as the son-in-law, was not in a position to butt in.
So on the second day of the Lunar New Year, Li Ye focused solely on drinking with his father-in-law, leaving Wen Leyu and Teacher Ke to whisper privately off to the side.
It was not until the two of them were on their way home that Wen Leyu muttered, "My mom, honestly... back then, she just had to find my brother such a strong-willed sister-in-law. If she'd found someone with a milder temperament, wouldn't we have avoided all this trouble?"
As he drove, Li Ye asked, "What? Is our mom getting a headache over this now?"
Wen Leyu shook her head. "No. Why would our mom get a headache over such a trivial matter? Let my brother have the headache himself. He's already well into his thirties; he can't keep making our mom handle his household affairs. He needs to learn how to be the head of a family himself."
"Huh? Our mom isn't helping? Then my brother-in-law is in for some suffering."
"..."
Hearing Wen Leyu's words, Li Ye came to understand just how difficult Wen Guohua's position was.
As the heir of the Wen family's generation, Wen Guohua had probably known from childhood that he carried responsibilities on his shoulders, much as ordinary men knew they had to earn money and support their families.
But based on Li Ye's careful observations, Wen Guohua was actually somewhat easygoing and lazy by nature. When he was young, he had surely loved fooling around and having fun, nowhere near as "ambitious" as Pan Xiaoying. It was simply that he had never been given a choice.
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