By the time they returned, Lu Yi was already carrying a bunch of things, but Yan Huan’s hands were empty. Even the bag she carried when she went out hung on Lu Yi’s shoulders.
This was what a husband should be like. He had to accompany his wife on the streets and pay the bills. Of course, the spoils of war that he bought were also for him to take. Wasn’t a husband just a laborer?
Of course, Lu Yi was very happy to be Yan Huan’s laborer.
But even so, Lu Yi still did not like to let Yan Huan go out. He always felt that there was still some danger and he did not go over because there were still some things that they had not resolved and some people that they had not caught, and there were also some things that were far from over.
