Tu Ying looked like a defeated soldier as she sheepishly climbed into Bai Ruozhu's horse carriage, her face flushed with embarrassment, she said, "Your husband is really scary, is your hand okay?"
Bai Ruozhu chuckled dryly and replied, "It's fine, he interrogated me about it yesterday, saying the mark didn't look like it was made by a woman."
Tu Ying examined her own hands and said somewhat gloomily, "Perhaps because I practice martial arts, my hands have gotten a bit larger."
"Just ignore him, he's just a big jar of vinegar," Bai Ruozhu said dispiritedly, feeling that Jiang Yichun was not giving her any face. In fact, he had actually gone to ask Tu Ying and really didn't trust her.
Thus, her good mood from the early morning vanished, and the anger that had just subsided began to rise again.
