Divine Doctor, Sweet Wife Chapter 1447

After Mo Yang successfully won the heart of his childhood sweetheart, he began to dote on her in every imaginable way. His initial reason for returning was to visit his Great-grandfather and Great-grandma, as they were getting on in years and missed him. Furthermore, since Mo Beihan was on the verge of retirement, Mo Yang was responsible for handling various aspects of the family business.

However, falling in love caused a total transformation in him.

He dumped the entire workload onto Mo Beihan's shoulders so he could dedicate all his energy to being with his girlfriend.

During Chu Yue's school days, he would arrive at the Chu residence early just to escort her to class. The moment her final lecture ended, he was already waiting at the campus gates to pick her up. Knowing that Chu Yue had a passion for drawing and design, he spent his time sketching by her side and accompanying her to various art galleries. He kept himself constantly occupied, showering his girlfriend with an endless stream of gifts and romantic surprises!

Mo Beihan, who had grown accustomed to a relaxed lifestyle over the last few years, was now brimming with indignation.

“What has gotten into Yang Yang? He is so young, yet he lacks any drive to work hard. All he does is play around. Yao Yao, think about how much effort we put into grooming him. Tell me, what was the point of raising him? He isn’t helping me at all. I’m already this old, yet I still have to toil away to provide for him.”

Gu Qingyao shot him a look and asked frostily, “Are you suggesting that the son I bore for you is no good?”

Mo Beihan: “…”

“I didn’t, I absolutely did not. Naturally, any child of yours is excellent. Just look at our Second Son and Little Sweetheart. See how mature they are?”

Gu Qingyao paid him no mind. Throughout the years, she had witnessed exactly how much Mo Beihan adored his children. Mo Yang had been cherished from the moment he was born. During his childhood, Mo Beihan had practically kept him at his side, teaching him everything personally.

Mo Beihan had invested just as much sweat and tears into this eldest son as any of the others. It was obvious he cared deeply for the boy, yet his pride prevented him from admitting it. He simply refused to stop bickering with his own son.

How childish!

Gu Qingyao set a pot of freshly made soup on the dining table. Mo Beihan hurried over immediately. “Is this for me? Yao Yao, you are still the one who truly cares for me. I’ve been working such long hours lately that I desperately need this nourishment. That brat, on the other hand…”

He reached for a spoon to take a sip even as he spoke.

However, Gu Qingyao snapped at him, “This is for Yang Yang. The boy has lived abroad for so many years; don't you know how to show him some affection now that he's home? All you do is criticize him. You had better watch yourself if you keep acting this way!”

Mo Beihan felt aggrieved. “When did I ever criticize him? I am merely stating facts. Yao Yao, you are my wife. In a family, the bond between husband and wife should come first, while the parent-child relationship is secondary. I am the most significant man in your life. You aren't allowed to dote on other men more than me, not even Yang Yang!”

Gu Qingyao: “…”

She was speechless. She asked, “How old are you exactly? Are you really still competing with your own son?”

Mo Beihan replied with a pitiful expression, “You’re my wife. He will have his own wife soon enough. Why do you need to pamper him? I’m the one working so hard…”

Gu Qingyao: “…”

“Mother, I’m home!”

In the middle of their conversation, Mo Yang’s voice echoed through the living room. His tone was bright, carefree, and full of joy, clearly reflecting his cheerful mood.

A smile instantly lit up Gu Qingyao’s face. “Yang Yang, you’re back! Come quickly and try the soup I prepared for you. Is it to your liking? I’ve made all your favorite dishes!”

Having spent the entire day enjoying himself with Chu Yue, Mo Yang was in high spirits!

He sat down and accepted the bowl his mother offered. After taking a sip, he grinned, “Mother, your cooking skills just keep improving.”

Gu Qingyao beamed with pride. “Drink more if you like it. I’ll make sure to prepare soup for you every single day from now on.”

“That’s wonderful! Thank you, Mother!”

Mo Beihan ground his teeth in frustration. “I want some soup too!”