The Pitiful Ning Mengmeng

Pei Yuchen: "..."

Looking at her pitiful appearance, Pei Yuchen sighed helplessly. However, he still said softly, "In the future, you are not allowed to touch anyone else except me."

Ning Mengmeng was dumbfounded. "Ah…?"

"Not even women?"

Ning Mengmeng couldn't help but add, but when she saw the man's face darken again, she quickly nodded. "No, no! I promise not to touch anyone!"

Pei Yuchen's sullen expression finally eased up. Then, he said domineeringly, "In the future, when I drive, you have to sit in the passenger seat."

Ning Mengmeng was dumbfounded again.

Her husband…

What happened today?

Why would he say such a thing?

"But I didn't sit in the passenger seat today because…"

"That won't do."

Ning Mengmeng: "..."

Before she could finish her sentence, Pei Yuchen interrupted her domineeringly. Ning Mengmeng did not know what to say.

She had never expected her husband to be so overbearing.