Lying in bed that night, Xue Yue couldn't figure it out for the life of her.
"What do you think is wrong with my dad? The moment he saw Uncle Zheng, he was like a completely different person—so nasty and harsh."
He Lang chuckled and wrapped an arm around Xue Yue's waist.
"It's understandable. It's a man thing. No guy can stand his wife's heart belonging to another man, especially when there are kids involved. It's normal for him to feel resentful."
Xue Yue frowned. "But he already knew all of this when he took my mom away with him. Why is he so bitter about it now?"
