"Husband, do you still remember when we first got married?"
Lin Ruoxue suddenly laughed.
"How could I forget? Back then, didn't you almost wish you could pick up a knife and just slaughter me?"
"That's not true, I really couldn't stand you at that time, sleeping until midday, doing nothing all the time, not keeping up appearances, and often coming home reeking of alcohol."
Speaking of Su Chen from the time when they had just married, Lin Ruoxue seemed to have a belly full of grievances:
"Anyway, back then, you were nothing like my ideal other half."
"Oh, what was your ideal other half like?"
Su Chen, holding her somewhat cold delicate hand, asked with a light laugh.
"Back then, of course I thought of someone who could command the world with his martial prowess and bring peace to the land with his pen."
Lin Ruoxue said this and then couldn't help laughing herself:
"Every girl has her dreams, right?"
"So, do you feel like you've lost out now?"