Yue Xiang’s frown deepened. He tugged at his tie and walked over. His voice was indifferent. “I’m used to it.”
Yue yiming smiled. “You’re not going to find us a stepmother?”
If Yue Yiming had not drunk, he definitely would not have asked such a question.
Yue Xiang took a deep breath and said, “You drank too much.”
“I don’t mind, and I won’t hinder you.”
Yue Xiang automatically ignored his words and sat opposite him. “Didn’t you send Mei Ning home today? Why didn’t you stay at the Mei family’s house for dinner?”
Yue yiming stared at the wine cup in his hand in silence.
Yue Xiang thought he was being emotional. He paused for a moment and said, “Mei Ning is a good girl. You’re fated to be with her. Don’t make her sad.”
Yue yiming chuckled. “Don’t worry, I won’t become you.”
Yue Xiang took a deep breath. “I admit that I’m not a good husband and I’m not a good father. So, I’m very glad that you have such thoughts.”
