Even though Qian acts defiant outside and fears nothing, it doesn't mean she's not fuming inside.
Yu Minglang takes a deep sniff in the air.
"Ah~ such a strong smell."
"Acting crazy for no reason?" She just bathed, where would there be a smell?
"A nose-searing smell of gunpowder! Qian, didn't you have enough fun outside today?"
Apiao had already reported back to him about his wife's stellar performance at the research institute; it gave him quite the vicarious face, yet why was she so mad the moment she got home?
"When did I not have enough fun? I might not be as addicted as you, being such a crowd favorite, though. By the way, I forgot to ask, when do you have some free time?"
The sarcastic tone ringing alarm bells in Yu Minglang's head, he cautiously responds.
"I'm free now."
Could it be that she wants to settle accounts with him? The promised honeymoon evaporated after the wedding, and they worked non-stop for two days causing endocrine disorder for his wife?
