"Jiang Yan, look at me, didn't I just save you a hefty sum? Aren't I more capable of keeping a household than those gaudy hussies around you?"
Mu Qingxin looked up at the man standing opposite her and asked, her arrogance akin to that of a second-generation heir.
"Cough cough!"
Startled, Jiang Yan began to cough repeatedly, fearing that his eldest cousin would discover something and beat him up.
"Wife, you can mess around with food, but don't spout nonsense; eldest cousin and his wife are right here."
Weakly coughing as a reminder, Jiang Yan didn't resemble his usual cold and ruthless self back in the city.
Qin Mu just silently watched the pair, finding their way of life seemingly different but interesting. Jiang Yan at first glance seemed laid-back, but a closer look would reveal his ruthlessness. However, now in this home, he was like a big boy trying to please his wife, which was quite amusing.
