Nan Mufeng was a bit perturbed. Was it really that funny? Their family had always interacted this way. Hadn't his eldest uncle, his father, and his third uncle all suffered from Grandpa's cane?
"Alright, alright, I'll stop laughing. You'd better stop brooding or you'll end up with permanent frown lines," Jian Xi reached out to touch Nan Mufeng's forehead.
Worried she couldn't reach, Nan Mufeng leaned his head toward her.
Her slender fingers gently caressed his forehead, her voice as tender as spring water, "We're about to get married, we should be happy..."
"Mhm." Nan Mufeng pulled down her hand, kissing it again and again, "We'll work on it together and never give up on the treatment."
"Okay."
…
Jian Xi's health condition was something they dared not let Old Master Nan know about. When Grandpa Nan didn't see his future granddaughter-in-law after going home, he was displeased.
