Mr. Young reprimanded: "Keep your voice down, are you afraid others won't hear you?"
He whispered, "Let's go back and think of a solution first."
Mrs. Young turned her head and glared at Nell Harris, then followed her spouse out.
Back in the bedroom, no sooner had they entered than she said: "What can we do now? What else can we do? He's completely bewitched by that vixen, even helping someone else raise a child. If this gets out, how will our family hold its face in Ocean City in the future? Maybe we should call over the Big Boss couple. The Eldest Daughter-in-law is good with words; she could help persuade..."
The Old Man slammed the table: "Foolishness."
"You're calling me foolish? How am I foolish? If you're not foolish, then think of a solution yourself?"
