She threw everything on the ground and pushed Han Cihui away. "My chicken soup, please don't touch it with your dirty hands!"
Han Cihui still felt the pain after being slapped by her. Seeing that Liang Zixuan was still not friendly with him, he tactfully stepped aside.
Liang Zixuan couldn't be bothered with Han Cihui. She went to get a handful of vegetables to wash.
Han Cihui watched as she washed the vegetables furiously as if there was a grudge between her and the vegetables. He awkwardly touched his nose. "Sister-in-law ... I know you're angry, but ... If you're really angry, hit me. Don't take your anger out on those vegetables. I'll let you beat me to death."
"It's better if my husband beats you to death!" Liang Zixuan didn't look at him at all and said angrily, "A child like you who will never grow up, why don't you stop growing up and just let Han Yuanjun beat you to death so you won't harm others?"
