"Fine, I'll do it!" Fu Huasheng said angrily as he squatted to watch for a while, then impatiently went over to help Anjiu up and placed her on the bed in the bedroom.
Feng Wan was quite displeased with Fu Huasheng touching her, "You don't have to stick to her all the time, mind your own status. You're not young anymore and should settle down; go meet the girl I've picked for you. Any of them is better than those messy women you find outside. Are you listening to me?"
"Didn't hear a word!"
Feng Wan was choked with rage, "Do you want to anger me to death!"
In front of outsiders, Feng Wan was famously good-tempered, never having a cross word with anyone. Even when the old master was in his fiery temper, shouting about killing someone, nobody dared to approach, yet she could soothe him without even blinking, calmly stepping forward to pour him tea and placate his anger with a few gentle words.
