Zhao Anyu was also very angry. Having such an unwieldy wife who not only failed to be a help but instead caused trouble whenever she wasn't watched closely was truly an exasperating matter. He had just lost sight of Mrs. Wei for a moment and was fretting over whether she had gone off on some aimless wander again, planning to teach her a lesson upon her return. But before he had the chance, she had already created a disaster.
"You damned fool! Can't you see what time it is? Acting so recklessly, I honestly wish I could divorce this restless woman!" Zhao Anyu, who was normally so gentle and refined that he rarely spoke a harsh word, was now furiously swearing. In his anger, he kicked the corner of a table, causing a sharp pain, but he had no time to care about it as he hurried towards the back door of the residence.
