Between husband and wife, the thing they fear most is the cold war.
Mu Yichen simply didn't expect Huanhuan to be starting school so soon, and he felt somewhat reluctant to let her go.
But as the girl was growing up, she couldn't always just play at home, so he could only agree.
Besides, it seemed that no one had asked for his opinion.
It was just when he turned his head towards the dining room, he heard Mrs. Feng from his family behind him castigating him in a voice not too loud.
"He's neither gentle nor considerate, does not know how to show any tenderness."
Mu Yichen felt as though the whole world was mocking him.
However, what business was it of others to comment on matters between him and his wife?
And could they even see the injuries on his wife's body?
It had just rained today, and everything outside was beautiful.
Driving on the familiar road, he found it so beautiful it was almost unbelievable.
