The man's voice carried a note of helplessness as he watched a string of golden tears roll down from the corner of her eyes, flowing as if they cost nothing. He furrowed his brows slightly and awkwardly wiped her tears away.
Having bullied his wife too harshly, who would take care of his needs in the future?
Wei Anning was amused by his behavior, and with a swift motion, she flicked his hand away, delivering a loud "smack" that reddened the back of his hand. Both of them froze. Wei Anning cautiously glanced at him, afraid that he would get angry and she would face unpleasant consequences.
Instead, he harbored a shallow smile in his gaze, watching her quietly, making her feel all kinds of awkward.
"Madam has retaliated, have your anger subsided now?"
Wei Anning's heart trembled because of his address, 'Madam,' such an intimate and ambiguous term, coming from his proud lips, made her heart itch.
