With a cold snort, Lan Yiqing turned around and went back to the living room, not caring at all whether her son had dinner that night.
After scolding her son, Lan Yiqing returned to the living room, and the anger in her heart showed no signs of diminishing. In fact, when she saw her husband Lin Ze with his legs crossed reading the newspaper in the living room, her anger instantly surged up again.
"Look, all you know is reading the newspaper."
His wife was angry, so Lin Ze couldn't focus on the newspaper. He quickly put it down and started coaxing, "What's wrong, honey? Didn't I just hear the door open? Who came?"
At the same time, he had already cursed that bastard who had just arrived and made his wife angry countless times in his mind: "Damn bastard, making my wife angry as soon as he arrives, he's got some nerve."
