"Hmph, you wish, who's jealous!" Tao Meijiao denied stubbornly, like a duck that wouldn't admit its death.
"Son-in-law, now that you've married into the Tao family, you shouldn't keep thinking about Su Qingyue." Master Tao's expression darkened as well.
Xiao Yishan's resolute face stiffened slightly, "Father-in-law, rest assured, I have long stopped thinking about Yue'er. But after all, I lived with Yue'er in the same household for a while, and she has shown me kindness. If it hadn't been for her, I would have died after being bitten by a snake in the mountains and then breaking my leg from falling down a slope. One must not be ungrateful. Nowadays, I just want to live a good life with Meijiao."
"That's good to hear," Master Tao's mind was put at ease. During these days, his son-in-law had been diligently managing the Tao Mansion's business and had shown no intention of appropriating the Tao family estate for himself, which satisfied him.
