He Longze took a deep breath and said lightly, "Once we've picked up the child, you can't throw a tantrum anymore!"
Little Tuanyuan's intention was clear: after they reconciled, then they would go pick him up.
If they brought him back when their relationship was still lukewarm, it would inevitably have a negative impact on the child.
He, as a man, could overlook many things, yet he still hoped Ye Lantian would grow a bit more mature and stop intentionally tormenting him.
"Are you saying I'm being emotional?" Ye Lantian looked at the man beside her, coldly questioning him.
Was she being emotional?
Clearly, he hadn't returned home for two consecutive nights. When she saw him the next day, he was still hot-headed and reckless. Whose emotions were greater than hers?
"We both made mistakes, alright?"
He Longze didn't want to argue with her over these meaningless matters. Now, the issue of their conflict had even reached their parents—how would he explain it?
