Looking at Meng Qingge's actions, Ji Wanzhou suddenly felt that he was a little funny.
"You just don't trust me." Ji Wanzhou sneered, he had already done so much for him, yet he still didn't get what he deserved in return.
"Yes, that's it." Meng Qingge quickly admitted that she still hadn't wavered. "I've been used by people twice, I can't let them use me as a gun three or four times. How foolish would that be?"
Ji Wanzhou let out a sigh of relief. Seeing the cute wife like this, he felt his heart soften. It was just like the usual bickering between the two back then. "How can you trust me like this?"
"I don't know." Meng Qingge smiled gently, but her attention was clearly not on Ji Wanzhou. She gently looked at Xue.
Perhaps even Meng Qingge herself didn't realize that she was actually starting to argue and argue with Ji Wanzhou now that she was looking at him either indifferently or evasively.
"Shh, don't wake her up."