That day, Wang Yuan returned home and told her husband Mu Mingsi about how tiring it was.
Mu Mingsi laughed and said, "Do you think doing business is easy? You've only opened a beauty salon, but if you had to manage a large group like I do every day, you'd probably be worried to the point of going gray."
"You're mocking me. Seeing your wife so tired, won't you come over and tend to me?"
"Alright, my dear wife, how would you like me to serve you?"
"Give me a shoulder massage!"
Mu Mingsi laughed and walked over, standing behind her to give her a massage: "How's the pressure? Is it too much?"
"A bit too much, lighten up a bit, yes, yes, just like that..." Wang Yuan, enjoying the service of her husband, mentioned that after the opening ceremony today, some of her old friends inquired about the grandaunt.
As he had instructed, she openly talked about having a grandaunt but didn't reveal anything about her origin.
"Honey, are you sure there's no problem with how I said it?"
