Being summoned by the eldest to the study for a talk, to be honest, Song Zhiyu felt quite nervous. As mentioned before, the eldest was more like a father, and now having a private conversation felt akin to being caught by surprise and put on trial. Nervously, he walked closely next to his wife.
"See, you've blown things up. Later when big brother scolds, just blame it on me. It's my immaturity and ignorance that got you into this mess," Song Zhiyu whispered. "I'm a man, with thick skin like three feet of snow. I'm not afraid of him scolding. Actually, scolding makes one feel more spirited."
Niu Pan'er burst into laughter, "You're not afraid, then why are you sticking so close to me?"
"You're agile, if big brother hits me, you'll protect me, and he surely wouldn't dare strike," Song Zhiyu calculated.
Niu Pan'er nearly laughed herself to death.
"So, you handle the scolding, and I handle the beating?"
