Manman raised her eyes, gazing into his deep, seemingly bottomless pupils, which held a realm she could never fathom. She lowered her lashes, "I know, you did it to buy Sister Tangtang time... I know."
Muo Huangnian raised her chin, concluding directly, "You're still angry."
"What about it…" Her eyes and brows curved, clean and clear, "Would you care?"
"It affects my mood," he squinted, looking at her indifferently, "Qin Manman, I don't like it when you throw tantrums at home, especially in this villa, this bedroom, understand?"
"Why?"
"You're the one who wanted to marry me, you insisted on it," Muo Huangnian's voice was low and slow but unquestionably firm, "So you have the duty to provide me a quiet and comfortable environment, at least when I come back every day, unless,"
His hand on her chin suddenly tightened, "you want to divorce me, hmm?"
