His wife was not used to changing in front of him. It seemed that he had to work hard and let her get used to it.
Emmy put on her cheongsam in the bathroom and looked at herself in the mirror. Not to mention, the clothes that her mother-in-law had prepared for her fit her very well as if they were custom-made.
Of course, she didn't know that when mom was helping her prepare the clothes, he called him to ask her for her size, and these clothes were handmade by the famous sewing workshop in the capital.
She changed her cheongsam and came out, only to see him changing the bedsheets.
"Give it to me. I'll wash it later."
She reached out for the sheets he had changed.
"No."
He snatched the sheet from her hand, unfolded it, and folded it carefully.
"Hey, James, those unwashed sheets. What are you folding them for?"
She shouted in confusion:
"Don't you usually like to be clean?"
"It's not dirty."
