"Fu Yanci, have you forgotten you have a wife? Tell me what you'd like to eat, and your wife will order it for you!"
Yesterday morning, when she firmly declared that she wouldn't mind, a balloon-filled-with-air seemed to grow in his heart, ready to burst at any second.
After fermenting for a day and night, every minute, every second, he felt on the brink of explosion.
But at this moment, her two casually-spoken greetings, her calling him 'husband', seemed to... diffuse his anger!
He had only pressed a single character, yet it felt too slow.
Fu Yanci directly made a video call to her.
The call connected after a single ring, and the girl's graceful face appeared on the phone screen.
"Fu Yanci, have you had lunch yet?"
"No."