Wen Meimei mustered her courage and said, "Hubby, I'm about to go to a class meeting, do you have anything urgent? If it's really urgent, we can just talk on the phone."
"Don't make me repeat myself a third time, come out immediately!"
The last five words were almost spoken one by one, his voice so cold it almost froze the air.
Wen Meimei shivered uncontrollably—so cold!
If she went out now, at worst, it would be in a public place, and Qiao Chengxun, the King of Hell, couldn't do much to her.
It was better to speak up sooner rather than later to suffer less, rather than letting Qiao Chengxun's grudge accumulate too much and take it out on her severely.
After weighing her options, she decided to "roll out."
"Ahem, Hubby, where are you?"
"West Gate."
"Alright, I'll come over immediately, Hubby, see you in a bit, mua~"