Father Qi pulled Mother Qi into the room and asked with a stern face, "What's going on? Why did you suddenly say you're going to take care of Xiao Qi?"
Mother Qi looked utterly confused and said, "What's so strange about that? I'm the grandmother, what's strange about taking care of my grandchild? Judging by your expression, it's as if I've committed some heinous crime."
"His maternal grandmother was taking good care of him, and then suddenly she says she's not looking after him anymore?" Father Qi's face was grim as he said, "Did you tell her to go back and say you're the one to take care of him?"
Mother Qi felt guilty and turned her head aside, "I didn't."
After being married for decades and sharing the same bed, could he not tell she was guilty?
"When you came, you said you wanted to take care of Xiao Qi. If you hadn't mentioned it, how would she have seen through your intentions and taken the initiative to let you take care of the grandchild?" Father Qi said coldly.
