"Wife." Jiang Zhuohua said, feeling wronged, her smile gone.

Why did his wife complain when he praised her? Wasn't he just going along with what Xiaxia said?

I can't figure it out.

Jiang Anxia and Jiang Nanqiu exchanged a glance and both smiled.

The two remained as loving as ever, just like when they first met.

"Xiaxia, will you go to Kyoto?" Jiang Nanqiu looked at the flickering light in the stove, her thoughts constantly shifting.

It seems I need to find a way to get in touch with him.

That way, even if the girl goes to Kyoto, he will still be able to protect her.

"I will go, but not now," Jiang Anxia said softly.

She can go and take a look now, but she won't stay long.

"Okay." Jiang Nanqiu nodded gently, having already made the calculations in her mind.

"Why is Third Brother asking this?" Jiang Anxia's clear eyes fell on Jiang Nanqiu's face, trying to find something amiss.

"I was just asking, kids shouldn't ask so many questions." Jiang Nanqiu chuckled and patted the little girl's head.

"Huh?" Jiang Anxia covered her head, looking reproachful.

Her hair was almost completely messed up and very difficult to comb.

"Nanqiu, stop burning it, it's all better now." Zhou Laidi flipped over twice and called out to Jiang Nanqiu.

Jiang Zhuohua, who was helping out, quickly handed over a plate.

Zhou Laidi took it casually and glanced at Jiang Zhuohua with a gentle look in her eyes.

"I'll get the bowls and chopsticks." Jiang Anxia stood up happily and walked briskly towards the cupboard.

After counting out all the bowls and taking enough chopsticks, Jiang Anxia walked towards the main room.