In the end, Ou Lan admitted defeat, lowering her little head and saying, "Dad, I have no objections."
"That's good." Ou Chenghai kept a stern face as he returned to the bedroom and smiling, comforted Zhan Lingtao, "You heard that, right? Ou Lan wouldn't dare kick you out, so just stay here in peace, ah."
Ou Lan rolled her eyes upward, thinking, this old man, her father, did he realize how much burden he was putting on her by keeping such an ancestor-like figure here?
Well, if it's a burden, so be it, she owed that brat Zhan Lingtao anyway.
So, she turned to Moxiao, "Your son is staying over, do you have any objections?"
Although the process was bizarre, the result was still what he wanted, so Master Xiao was in a rather good mood. He cleared his throat unnaturally, "To leave Xiao Tuo here and trouble you, I really feel bad about it."
