"Meili, in two months, it will be your birthday too, right?" Grandpa Lan had to find something to say to ease the tension between the two.
"Mm."
Xu Meili showed no expression.
"We should have a proper celebration. You've worked hard all these years."
Grandpa Lan glanced at Lan Zhongxuan, signaling him to say something.
Lan Zhongxuan pretended not to hear or see and kept playing with his phone, which made Grandpa Lan so angry that he snatched it away: "Your wife is having a birthday, and you don't even acknowledge it."
"We're discussing divorce." As soon as Lan Zhongxuan spoke, Grandpa Lan raised his hand to hit him in anger.
"Grandpa."
Lan Ruowei grabbed Grandpa Lan's hand, glaring angrily at Lan Zhongxuan. If today weren't Grandpa Lan's birthday, she wouldn't care at all.
"Dad, just stop talking."
