The gentle movements were no different from usual.
However, under those watching eyes, Tang Li wiped her nose clean, a blush spreading across her cheeks.
"Cousin is treating his wife like a daughter!"
A sigh came from across the dining table.
Tang Li glanced over and found it was that unfamiliar man.
Song Baiyan placed the towel on the tray and, while responding, a hint of warmth leaked from his eyes: "In this family, besides Jingtian, she's the youngest. She's often sulking at me. Finally reaching this point, if I don't accommodate her a little, she might run away from home."
Despite the joking tone, Song Baiyan's demeanor was humble.
This sentiment also informed others present that in this marriage, he wasn't the one in absolute control.
— Because even he had to yield to his new wife.
The intention to protect was evident.
