"Are you pretending to be clueless?" Lin Xiangwan placed two cartons of cigarettes in front of him, her eyes erect and shining with a threatening light.
"Pretending, pretending what?" Qin Muchuan acted even more innocent.
"What do you think!"
He laughed and boldly took the cigarettes. "Wife, what, are these cigarettes for me to smoke? I just knew it, you're the best to me!"
"And you're still playing dumb? Qin Muchuan, do you think you're too bold? Do you think that because I, Lin Xiangwan, can't leave you, you can blatantly deceive me?" Lin Xiangwan snatched back the cigarettes, no longer asking in good humor, only able to angrily shout.
Oh, now we've got a serious problem here, huh? Have we escalated to the point of talking about feelings?
This isn't the time to be dismissive.
"Wife, how could I deceive you? Impossible, I guarantee it!"
