Zhou Hui turned around, looking at Zhao Dafa's emotionless face, her heart inexplicably panicked.
Having been married for a year, she had some understanding of Zhao Dafa's temperament.
Even though Zhao Dafa hadn't lashed out at her or said any nasty words, she could feel that he was displeased.
"Dafa, I just feel bad for you. You've been following President Liu of Longchang for three months, drinking I don't know how many times, and just as you were about to seal the deal, it all fell apart because of such a minor issue. I just can't get over it."
Zhao Dafa raised his hand, interrupting her, "Let's take a walk and talk."
Zhou Hui could only nod in agreement.
"Hui, when we first got together, I told you that I just wanted to find a virtuous wife and good mother who could manage our home and take care of Xiaoyun well. That's enough for me."
