That look sent a shiver through Shen Jianhua's body, he glanced at his daughter's bedroom door and, seeing no sign of the two girls coming out, he wrapped his arms around Zhou Lanfang's waist.
"We'll take care of it tomorrow."
"You're hopeless..." Zhou Lanfang said with a blushed face as they went back to their room together.
Apart from the issue with Shen Mianmian, Zhou Lanfang was actually very satisfied with Shen Jianhua; even though he could be stubborn at times, he never lost his temper if she didn't push him too far.
As for their marital relations, she had no complaints at all.
Whenever the village women gathered to share racy jokes or gossip about whose husband wasn't performing well, she couldn't help feeling a sense of pride.
Her husband was great in that regard; he gave her all his earnings, and usually, he didn't inquire much about how the money was spent, which gave her the chance to save quite a substantial amount for her own private use.
