Unable to figure it out, Guo Luo decided to stop trying, exchanged a glance with his father, and felt it was best to comfort the man in front of him first.
"Wise Brother Shui Mu, don't be angry. Women, you know, everyone has a little temper. Once this temper passes, it'll be fine!" Guo Luo patted Zhou Mu's shoulder and comforted him, saying, "I'll have the kitchen prepare something tasty, and we'll send some to your sister-in-law later."
"Okay." Zhou Mu's face was dark as ink, but he still nodded his head, looking anxiously toward the door with a troubled expression.
Seeing Zhou Mu's troubled look, the Father and Son of the Guo Family were also quite anxious. However, since these concerns were between a man and a woman, they couldn't intervene too much and could only watch helplessly.
In the guest room, Gu Changsheng was lying on the bed, playing dead, and cursing the heavens!
