Jian Shichu took a deep breath.
It's said that as sons-in-law, you must please your mother-in-law, and never argue with her, otherwise it'll be your wife who suffers.
He had to endure it!
With rare patience, he smiled at Ruan Yuezhu and walked to Ye Qingci's bedside. He looked down at his daughter and then asked Ye Qingci, "What happened?"
"Your son caused trouble again," Ye Qingci said. "The little foodie saw a thermos on the windowsill, tried hard to reach it, and ended up tipping it over. Fortunately, our brother protected him, otherwise, the scalding porridge would've spilled all over his face."
Ye Qingci recounted the recent incident, still shaken and filled with lingering fear.
If that hot porridge had really scalded Xiao Ah Wan on the head or face, it would have been agonizing for him, and she would have cried to death with heartache.
And it might have even caused disfigurement—too terrifying!
