There's Such a Good Deal?!

At first, Ximen Lang thought that, now that he—the head of the household—had spoken, they would surely quiet down.

But unexpectedly, the silence lasted only an instant. Soon, they started chattering and fussing again.

This time, the uproar was even louder than before.

It was like a bustling marketplace, buzzing noisily and utterly chaotic.

Seeing that his wives actually showed him so little respect, Ximen Lang lowered his head and glanced at his seat.

When he saw that there was nothing wrong with his seat—that it really was the one reserved for the head of the household—Ximen Lang began to question his life choices.

"What's going on? What's going on here? Didn't I tell everyone to be quiet and watch the show? Why won't any of them listen?"

Leng, who was sitting beside Ximen Lang in the Head Seat while taking care of a child, heard what he said.

She rolled her eyes at Ximen Lang and spoke.

"You really don't understand? Obviously, they're all holding a grudge."

"Holding a grudge? Against whom?"

Seeing that Ximen Lang genuinely did not understand, Leng stuffed the baby in her arms into Little Zhi Xin's arms. Little Zhi Xin had been sitting silently to the side. Leng then continued.

"Who else would they be angry at? Who else could it be? They're angry at you."

"Me?"

"Who else?"

Having made it clear that the little wives were angry with Ximen Lang, Leng continued.

"You disappeared for a full fifty years! After finally waiting for you to come back..."

"But what did you do? With so many little wives, you didn't go find them or comfort them. Instead, you turned around and went looking for Du Kao and Monkey, those two rough men."

"What, are all these delicate little wives of yours really inferior