Pei Jingzhou sensed Li Xiwu looking at him. He glanced sideways and met her gaze.
Li Xiwu looked straight at him without avoiding eye contact. "It's emotional and melancholy to think about our past."
Pei Jingzhou asked her, "Emotional?"
Li Xiwu crossed her arms and rested her chin on one hand. "I'm emotional about the years we've been married."
Pei Jingzhou wanted to laugh. "Where's the melancholy?"
Li Xiwu adjusted her expression. "Melancholy… Fourth Brother came too late today. Does that count?"
Pei Jingzhou said, "Yes."
Li Xiwu's lips curved. She thought that the topic would end here, but Pei Jingzhou added solemnly, "I shouldn't have put work first, so I'm late today. Next time, I'll definitely be the earliest."
Li Xiwu inhaled and looked up at him. Was this person trying to optimize his image of being late today?
[I can tell. Li Xiwu's husband has the symptoms of Henpecked.]
[I'm dying of sweetness.]
