Zhuo Junyi's face turned red. What husband?
"Brother, you're talking nonsense..."
"Nonsense? So you don't want to marry Xiao Jie anymore? Fine, my company has plenty of girls..."
Zhuo Junyi was infuriated. Was it necessary to react like this just because she called him a capitalist?
"Brother, you're so annoying. Just go back, your wife is waiting for you."
She didn't want to argue with him anymore; she always lost.
Zhuo Junyue chuckled, pocketed one hand, and went back to his room to find his wife.
Su Shijie was pulled into the room by her and he wanted to laugh looking at her expression.
But he knew very well that if he dared to laugh now, Zhuo Junyi would definitely make him pay.
Oh well, he hadn't seen her for so many days and he missed her a lot.
Unexpectedly, Zhuo Junyi locked the door and suddenly tore open his shirt.
Su Shijie was stunned. Okay, he admitted he missed that too.
But wasn't this woman being too hasty?
