Han Xinmei was so irritated by him that she punched him several times with force. "Xiao Zhiming, you're the one who can't stand being idle, do you think I'm like you? Do you know how tired I am when you don't rest now?"
"..." Xiao Zhiming looked at her and smiled. The words his wife spoke were probably the highest compliment a husband could receive.
Just thinking about this matter made Han Xinmei burn with anger, and she lowered her voice to complain in his ear. "Do you know it's because you're still functioning, I spend at least three hours per week in the beauty salon for ovarian care, eating Chicken Soup pills, and occasionally even using health products. Do you realize how much time that wastes for me?"
These treatments were to delay menopause so that she could feel as sensitive as a young girl.
Xiao Zhiming didn't feel guilty at all, instead, he told her, "A woman should maintain herself well, who made you fight with work every day?"