After eating the Start of Winter dumplings, Ou Lan and Lin Ziran helped Ou Chenghai clean up the dishes, while Zhan Lingtao refused to leave, and Zhan Moxiao wouldn't leave either.
One big and one small, the two men just sat in the living room, staring at each other.
Zhan Lingtao raised his little eyebrows and eyed Zhan Moxiao, "Dad, why aren't you leaving?"
Zhan Moxiao was very displeased, his face dark as he glared at the boy, "If I leave, I certainly have to take you with me. So, if you want to leave, let's go now."
Zhan Lingtao immediately hugged a cushion defensively, "I don't want to leave. I want to stay and keep Ou Xiaolan company. She's about to divorce you, she must be feeling awful, I need to talk with her."
He didn't dare say that he also wanted to sleep with her at night, considering his dad was a jealous type, he decided to leave that part out.
