If Chen Shulan hadn't pulled him back and shot him a warning glance, he probably would have called Xu Su out to scold her right then and there.
He huffed loudly, the sound carrying through the door, but Xu Su paid it no mind.
Early on the morning of New Year's Eve, Chen Shulan knocked on her door. Apparently having completely forgotten yesterday's unpleasantness, she wore an expression suggesting that mothers and daughters don't hold grudges. "Hurry and get ready. We're going to your grandparents' house for the New Year again this year."
Xu Su gave a quiet "okay." She had no intention of stirring up trouble on New Year's.
By the time she was ready and the family of four headed out, Xu Weiping was still simmering with anger over the previous night's events, his face stern and sullen.
Xu Su pretended not to notice. Laden with bags of all sizes, the family took a bus to the old Xu family home.
