"You idiot, talking to people like that—who's going to agree to anything you say?" Tong Aino stood up. "I don't even want to talk to you anymore. I'm going to play with my son."
"Such a show-off!" Tong Yehua chuckled and turned his head to look at Tong Airui. "Aren't you going to check on your son?"
"Don't think you can get rid of me." Tong Airui sat up straight, lifted his gaze to Tong Aino, and said, "Go outside and close the door."
Tong Aino nodded and walked out.
"Airui, I was thinking about going to check on your grandfather..."
Tong Yehua tried to slip away, but Tong Airui grabbed him by the arm. "Sit down and chat for a bit."
Tong Yehua sighed, then sat down next to Tong Airui.
The two sat up straight, backs stiff, without saying a word for five minutes.
Tong Yehua couldn't hold out any longer. He turned his head to glance at Tong Airui. "Weren't you the one who wanted to talk?"
