Jiang Jin nudged Mu Chen. "You've wronged your wife. Shouldn't you coax her? It's the new year, how can you let her shed tears?"
Mu Chen's lips curled up slightly. "Song Ning, I was wrong. Please forgive me."
Song Ning turned her head away.
Jiang Jin covered her eyes. "Both of you get out of my sight. Go, go, go! Cheng Che, come play a game of chess with Grandma!"
Cheng Che happily carried the chessboard over. "Grandma, see, I'm the least worrying among everyone. Can my red packet be more than brother this year?"
Jiang Jin smiled and patted him. "You're really obedient and smart. You should marry a wife next year for Grandma. Grandma will double your red packet money this year!"
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When Mu Qing and Liang Zhou returned home, Liang Zhou finally let loose of her temper. She swept all the bottles and glasses on the dining table to the ground in a fury
The sound of glasses breaking reverberated in the house.
