The rain came quickly and went just as fast. By the time they returned home, it had mostly stopped.
Jian Xi parked the car and pondered whether to give Mr. Han a call. He had been gone for several days, and she hadn't reached out to him at all.
"Wifey, you're being naughty."
A large umbrella appeared overhead, shielding her from the rain. Nan Mufeng stood beside the car, his exceptionally handsome face tinged with a hint of anger.
"Uh..." Jian Xi felt a pang of guilt.
It had been a while since she'd driven; Nan Mufeng didn't allow it, citing that her belly was too big to be convenient or safe. Every time she went out, he either personally drove her or had a chauffeur do so. But today...
"Tell me, how should I punish you?" Nan Mufeng held onto the car door, still somewhat upset.
Jian Xi blinked, pretending to be coy: "Honey, I was wrong."
Her soft, sweet voice was like a spring breeze brushing over his heart. Nan Mufeng nearly let it go. But! He restrained himself.
