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"Am I really that foolish? Why would I provoke that walking powder keg?" Manman pulled open her husband's luggage bag, yanking out the clothes meant for the washing machine and throwing them into the basket with forceful, almost vengeful movements.
Seeing how she almost tore the clothes, it was clear that her anger wasn't directed at her husband. It could only be that she had indeed angered her eldest brother-in-law.
Her brows twitched three times, "He's back, you didn't argue with him, did you?"
"No." Manman said earnestly, "We just sat in the living room for a while, he was tired, went to sleep early. Mom and Mrs. Yao were there too."
"So why are you so tense?" Jiang Yan slapped his hand on his wife's stiff shoulders, "I'm home, are you nervous?"
Manman felt tears welling up inside: what's wrong with her husband? Why was he interrogating and observing her with such a detective's scrutiny since his return?
