The home was still the same, small and tidy, with every necessary furnishing.
After a simple lunch, Song Weiyi noticed that Pei Yibai looked a shade paler. She knew that these past few days he had been busy with work, and at the same time, taking care of her, which had left him noticeably thinner.
Seeing Pei Yibai like this pained Song Weiyi. It should have been her role as the wife to take good care of Pei Yibai, but instead, she had become the one being cared for.
"You should take a nap, today I was finally discharged from the hospital, and you don't need to watch over me all the time. Your work has also slowed down a bit, so you must get some sleep."
With her hands on her hips, Song Weiyi spoke in a commanding tone, pointing toward the room, insisting that Pei Yibai go to sleep.
If this kept up, even a body of iron would break down.
"I'm not tired."
"Nonsense!" Song Weiyi interrupted him, fuming.
