218 A trip to the therapist

Yan Mei drank the glass of water that Su Bei gave a few minutes ago. After half an hour, she calmed down, especially now that her husband, Lei Zhao, came to comfort her. 

Yan Mei put the glass down on the coffee table in front of them as she heaved a sigh, a blank expression still on her face as Lei Zhao watched her with worried eyes. 

"Wifey..." Lei Zhao's voice when he called her was full of love when he said it. "Are you feeling okay?"

"Yes," she flatly answered, "I'm fine."

Lei Zhao just stared at his wife, not convinced that she's doing okay. He slightly sighed as he wrapped an arm around her shoulders, squeezing her shoulder at the same time with his fingers that held her. 

"Are you sure? I am honestly worried about you suddenly crying in my arms," he said, Yan Mei, biting her bottom lip a bit as Lei Zhao could see right through her, knowing her too well.