***
"Alright, then I'll definitely savor the food made with my wife's love."
"Really?"
Mai Xiaomai's eyes lit up.
Seeing the sly glint in her eyes, Qiao Chutian had a bad feeling, sensing he might be about to suffer again.
However, he enjoyed this sweet torment.
*
While Mai Xiaomai and Qiao Chutian were having breakfast, You Bei called again.
"Xiaomai, your CEO Qiao isn't really going to buy you sanitary pads, is he?"
You Bei started with wonder and alarm.
"Uh? How did you know?"
Mai Xiaomai asked, puzzled.
"Damn, it's gone viral online. I'm sending you the link on WeChat, take a look."
Mai Xiaomai hurriedly opened WeChat and clicked on the link sent by You Bei.
There were three pictures.
One showed Qiao Chutian taking sanitary pads off the shelf, another of him pushing a cart full of sanitary pads, and another with him carrying a big bag of sanitary pads in his hand.
The caption read: First great man to buy sanitary pads for his wife—Qiao Chutian.
