Shen Mosheng suddenly laughed as if the cherry blossoms filled the tree.
"Shen Mosheng."
"Hmm?"
"It's fine to be silly in front of me, but try to be smart in front of others, after all, you are the renowned tech wizard."
Han Yingying didn't want her man to be looked down upon by others, nor did she want Shen Mosheng to be at a disadvantage.
"Hmm," Shen Mosheng nodded vigorously.
"Also, when I'm not around, you're not allowed to give any woman a chance to get close to you. If you spot any signs, you must cut the mess with a swift stroke!" Han Yingying said, making a chopping motion as she spoke.
Shen Mosheng chuckled, "Yingying, you've already said that earlier."
"You're so devastatingly handsome; how could one warning be enough?" Han Yingying suddenly felt the melancholy of "it's troubling to have a too handsome husband."
Shen Mosheng looked shocked, "I'm devastatingly handsome?"
"By looks."
