Meng Xinian looked at her with a smile that wasn't quite a smile, and said, "What do you think, would they believe me if I told them I was bitten by a stray cat?"
Chiang Xiao broke into a sweat again.
What exactly was he implying with that statement, that expression, and those eyes?
Was he saying she was the stray cat?
"It certainly wasn't me who bit you, and you're really immature, taking your anger out on a chair!" She couldn't help but roll her eyes, "And besides, you're so violent, will you be abusive in the future?"
"What do you mean by abusive?"
"It means beating your wife."
Meng Xinian stopped in his tracks and turned to look at her, feeling the issue was serious and that he had to explain it clearly.
"If I don't take my anger out on the chair but on you instead, that would be called abuse. Have I laid a finger on you now?"
"Even though you haven't touched me now, being so fierce proves that you have a temper that's hard to control."
