Zhao Huai's tone softened a lot, and he stared at her without blinking, afraid of missing her moments of disappointment.
"Why is it inconvenient? We've been together for many years, and they've been waiting for me to come back!"
Xiaomei said, glancing up at him, then lowering her head again.
"How is it convenient? You are not allowed to go again! Even if they're waiting for you, I can't bear to part with you!"
With so many men there, was he really going to let Xiaomei go back?
It's not that he wasn't open-minded, it's just that now she's his little wife, how could he let her live in an apartment with those men?
"Are you bullying me?"
Xiaomei's eyes were filled with tears, and soon she was crying in his arms.
Zhao Huai regretted it so much he wished he could slap himself, holding her and coaxing her for a while.
