"What are you doing?" Zhou Yaxian glared at him. "Of course, I'm helping you chase after your wife. You say you're a soldier and can handle anything else decisively, so why do you hesitate when it comes to matters of the heart?"
Wen Han: "..."
What a misunderstanding! Where had he been hesitant? He had already confessed his feelings, okay? Su Mu had also agreed to consider it, okay? Everything was developing in a positive direction—couldn't his mother see that?
Wen Shaoyuan smiled aloud, gently pulling Zhou Yaxian by the hand to sit down on the sofa:
"Grandma, actually, Dad hasn't been hesitant. He already confessed to Aunt Su."
Zhou Yaxian paused for a moment and immediately looked at Wen Han with surprise:
"Really? What did Su Mu say?"
Wen Han sighed and sat down on the sofa opposite, casually picking up an orange to peel and eat. But Zhou Yaxian slapped his hand away:
"What are you eating? Just say it."
Wen Han: "..."