Lin Ning took a deep breath, "Then why are you stopping our son?"
Cui Hao rubbed his nose, seemingly unable to find a way out, coughed awkwardly, and said in an annoyed tone, "I just wanted to ask him a few questions. I'm his dad, aren't I? Can't I ask him a few things?"
Lin Ning knew well that his temper was like a stubborn and smelly stone in a latrine, but after being married to this man for decades, Cui Hao was overall a competent husband. Even though he had a bad temper, he rarely lost it at home. He wasn't exactly gentle and considerate towards her, but he always showed her respect both at home and outside. As a wife witnessing a father-son argument, she felt it wasn't her place to say too much.
