Hu Dalang's eyes flickered with disdain.
But thinking that Mrs. Xiao was about to give birth to his first child, Hu Dalang was filled with anticipation.
Seeing his father worried, he tried to reassure him, "After all, no matter how fierce they are, it's just some petty squabbles among women. They wouldn't dare go too far. Can they really swallow Wan Niang? At most, she'll suffer a little. Doesn't every family have its own disputes and conflicts? There aren't any real overnight feuds in this family. Don't worry, Dad."
Hu Dazhu's gaze was heavy.
But that's not how it should be.
He didn't want Wan Niang to suffer or face hardships at all.
Wan Niang shouldn't have to live under someone else's roof.
She should be as bright and unchanged as ever.
Over the years, for Wan Niang, he had beaten and scolded Mrs. Wang, but...
He looked at Hu Dalang with an indescribable suppressed emotion.
Hu Dalang felt uneasy under his gaze, "Wh... what is it? Did I say something wrong?"
