This thing, it couldn't be old, could it?
Ou Mucen looked at the object soaked in the brocade box's liquid in his hand and then glanced at the girl's eyes next to him, which had improved, turning from the original fresh green to a dark green, causing him to furrow his brow slightly.
However, Ye Ning didn't notice these details. After removing the objects from her eyes, she blinked her unencumbered eyes and leaned her small face on the table, "Husband, you said your dad doesn't treat them well. Is it because he values sons over daughters?"
"Values sons over daughters?"
"Yeah, you're a boy, and your sister is a girl, doesn't that mean valuing sons over daughters?"
Is that even a reason?
Ou Mucen's mood was instantly amused again, "Where did you hear all this nonsense from?"
"From the TV. When I was at home, I watched a TV drama with Sister Wang. The drama showed that old ladies and lords prefer boys over girls, calling girls a 'losing investment'!"
