In that flash of lightning, Wang Shouzhe had already come up with several exquisite countermeasures.
Yet every single one of them seemed like a way to send himself to his death.
At once, Wang Shouzhe's expression dimmed. Taking Liu Ruolan's jade-like hand, he said, "My dear, ever since you married down into our family, you've been painstakingly managing this household for me. These years have truly been far too hard on you. Being able to marry you is the greatest fortune of my life."
"What nonsense are you saying? The children are still here~" Liu Ruolan shot him a coquettish glare. "Stop pulling at me. What sort of behavior is this?"
Beside them, Wang Liyao and Wang Zongan looked at each other.
They had not expected that, after so many years, their father's level of sweet talk was still stuck at the level from their childhood...
They had been out from under their parents' protection for so many years, yet they could still hear such teeth-achingly sweet words of love. It truly gave them the illusion that a lifetime had passed. It was as though they had returned to that little courtyard where their parents lived, back to the days when Father would occasionally tell them stories, or when Mother would chase them all over the courtyard with a stick whenever they slacked off on their lessons.
"Yes, yes, my dear is right." Wang Shouzhe released her hand and said tenderly, "Recently, there have been all sorts of matters involving the War of the Imperial Sons, expansion beyond the realm, and more. I simply haven't had the attention to spare. Once I'm done with this stretch of work and we return, I'll definitely pay more attention to you, care for you more, and spend more time with you."
"Mhm, Husband,