With a grin, "So, had enough of the greasy food?"
He always knew their family was well-off. Ever since his wife started working at Huamei Mall, Li Wei understood even more what kind of wife Qin Yang had married.
Back when Qin Yang rode that big motorcycle in the Northwest, a few of them joked about how most men earn money to support their families, but Qin Yang seemed to be relying on his wife for support.
Looking at it now, it's more than that.
Qin Yang adjusted his scarf, "My wife can't stand the smell of meat right now."
Li Wei nodded, "I get it. When my wife was pregnant, she couldn't stand even the smell of oil, let alone greasy food. She'd often run outside to vomit while cooking."
Qin Yang looked at him with an expression that screamed "are you an idiot?".
Li Wei was slightly taken aback, "Why are you looking at me like that?"
Qin Yang let out a light scoff, "Cooking while throwing up?"
Oh, that.
