He had never realized just how terrifying his wife's sharp tongue could be until that moment, so he decided to just block it with his lips.
Dodging her husband's lip assault, Manman picked up her phone and jumped to the side, putting on a serious face, "I'm not done with my work yet."
At the door, ding-dong, ding-dong, someone arrived.
The couple exchanged a look: Who could it be, on the last night of the weekend?
The unexpected visitor was Mo Wenyang, who hadn't even bothered to call ahead.
Jiang Yan dragged his brother inside and squinted his eyes accusingly, "My wife was harassed by someone again yesterday. How are you going to explain this?"
"Isn't this me coming over to apologize?" Mo Wenyang's face stretched long like a bitter melon, looking even more miserable than them.
Manman was also pondering: Had Wen Haoxue been to see him and settled everything?
