"Wife, I'm sorry." Lin Ze's tone already carried a plea.
What gave him more of a headache was that today's scene unfolded in front of his son and his wife, which left him wondering where his face would be and how he would face them in the future.
But between face and wife, he chose the latter without hesitation. He could lecture his son afterward and regain his face, but losing his wife would be irreparable.
Convincing himself in his heart, he directly ignored the six pairs of eyes present and tried to coax his wife. As he coaxed her, he mentally scolded himself hundreds of times. How stupid could he be? Knowing what this woman mind the most, he still openly mentioned it, wasn't he just looking for trouble?
He knew well that it would be difficult to make her happy tonight, but he still had to try and use facts to convince her. As for scolding the woman for secretly eating hotpot, it was already forgotten.
