An Nan saw clearly, but wasn't angry at all. Instead, she dismissively retorted, "Hmph, how can it be okay for you, a grown man, to be prettier than me?"
As she spoke, she reached out to pinch his face, complaining while doing so, "Damn, your skin is even finer than mine, your eyes are bigger, your double eyelids are more pronounced, and your lip shape is better looking..."
With each word his wife said, Lin Mubai's face grew darker, and eventually he couldn't take it anymore, so he resorted to a practical solution to shut her up.
Kissing was the best way to make her stop talking. Lin Mubai kissed her passionately and affectionately, quickly making the person in his arms forget the fact that he was more beautiful than her. But deep down, he still felt stifled; his wife being dissatisfied with him being better looking than her, what was he supposed to do, disfigure himself? His appearance was given by his parents, it's not like he had a choice.
