An Ziqi pursed her lips to stifle a laugh and spoke, "Hubby, you're really awesome."
Men generally like to be admired, especially in front of their own woman.
Xiao Moli was no exception. He snorted and said through gritted teeth, "Good that you know. Dare to mention remarriage again and just try."
An Ziqi couldn't help but laugh out loud and leaned in to whisper in his ear, "Dummy, if you have no money, I can make money to support you. Then I'll make you live in a tiny, dark room, slave away at home doing chores for me, and take care of the kids."
Xiao Moli's temple throbbed with a dark line. He really didn't know what sort of mess was going on in this little thing's mind every day.
He grabbed her hand and bit it lightly as a punishment, then took her straight up to the second floor to the women's department.
On the way, all the staff members bowed and greeted them, "Young Master Moli, young Madame."