Sheng Qianmei looked at the snot on Liu Wentian's pant leg and couldn't help but let a sly smile slip from the corner of her mouth.
"Alright, you dare to laugh at me, it seems you're asking for trouble," Liu Wentian closed the door, picked up Sheng Qianmei, placed her on the bed, and grinned mischievously.
Sheng Qianmei's face turned crimson, embarrassed, and said, "What are you trying to do?? Oh, great ZiTian."
"What's wrong with ZiTian?? Can't I cherish my wife now??"
Liu Wentian smiled, stroking her smooth, jade-like cheek with some pride, and said, "It seems your family really likes me."
"Vain," Sheng Qianmei muttered, then with a bit of worry, she said, "The people from the Jiang Family will definitely come to trouble you, remember to be careful."
"I will," Liu Wentian nodded.
He was going to leave Shenming City in a couple of days, and even if the Jiang Family came looking, they wouldn't be able to find him.