What were the consequences of running his mouth? While his wife still hadn't learned his older sister's trick of making him sleep in the study, she'd found something far more terrifying—he was now being forced to attend her lectures.
'What a sin.'
'And it was all advanced material.'
Shen Weimin was certain that if he kept failing to keep his mouth shut, he'd eventually become more learned than even his father-in-law, the scholar Xu Shusheng.
He let out a yawn. No reaction. He tried another one. Still nothing. Seizing a moment when Xu Changqing wasn't looking, Shen Weimin reached for the bottom of her water glass.
SMACK! Xu Changqing's right hand, which had been resting behind her back, shot out and lightly slapped his. "What do you think you're doing? If you want to cry, just squeeze out some tears. Stop trying to waste water."
