The man beside her, however, didn't mind.
"Wife, our son is training right now. When I was young, I used to get all bruised up from falls and fights too. Unfortunately, back then nobody cared about me, and I had to tough it out alone, unlike this stinky kid."
As he spoke, he even seemed a bit wronged and eagerly reached for his wife's hand. It looked rather awkward for such a big guy to act so aggrieved, but luckily he was handsome, or it would have been hard to watch.
But the person in question didn't care at all, and even seemed to enjoy it.
Jiang Qingying gave him a shy, reproachful look, but that look didn't have any deterrent effect and was instead filled with affection.
"Let go, can't you see our son is still here? It's not good for him to see this."
Gullitte Oaks, also known as Jiang Jincheng's father, didn't even glance at his son.
"What's there to be afraid of, we're husband and wife after all. Arthax must be feeling comforted seeing how affectionate we are."
