Huo Cheng was exercising in his room when he heard the noise. He got dressed, covered his legs with a blanket, and turned his wheelchair to open the door.

Seeing Liu Qiuyue standing outside the door, he wondered what she wanted.

Liu Qiuyue glanced at her son, then at the closed door next door.

She coughed and stammered, "Boss, Yingyue is still young. She's lived in the mountains since she was little and has never been in contact with the opposite sex..."

"mom?"

Huo Cheng narrowed his eyes slightly.

What did his mother mean by that?

Should we point out that the age difference is too large?

Huo Cheng was actually overthinking it.

Liu Qiuyue did not mean that.

She just wanted to remind her son that if Yingyue sneaked into his bed in the middle of the night, he had to persuade her to go back.

"You're nine years older than her, you..."

Huo City...

His mother had indeed come to complain about his age.

"Mom, my dad seems to be twelve years older than you."

"He's always been very clingy to you."

Liu Qiuyue let out a soft "uh".

Huo Guangming, who had been waiting upstairs for a long time without seeing his wife come up to sleep, pretended to go downstairs for a drink of water.

So why was the war brought on him?

Is this something he was willing to do with his wife being twelve years older than him?

Isn't this because the mother-in-law gave birth to the wife too late?

Huo Guangming was so angry that he was panting heavily. He strode to the door of his eldest son's room, grabbed his wife's hand, and stared at Huo Cheng with a forced smile.

"The eldest brother is right. He's too old. It's not appropriate for an older man to marry a younger woman. How about we find someone of a similar age for Yingyue another day?"

"This way, the two of them will have common topics to talk about."

Huo Guangming said this almost through gritted teeth.

Huo Cheng remained calm, a faint smile on his face. "I respect Comrade Yingyue's opinion."

Huo Guangming!!!

Liu Qiuyue...

What's going on between my husband and my eldest son, where you're glaring at me and I'm glaring at you?