Hmph, This Pig Trotter

"Also, I didn't mean to not call you. It happened so suddenly, I didn't think… I actually wanted to tell you later, but I thought you'd be worried if you found out, and I wasn't hurt, so…"

"So, you don't feel the need to tell me?" There was a hint of anger in the man's low and magnetic voice.

"… Yes."

"Then, even some people in your crew who have nothing to do with you know that you were almost splashed with sulfuric acid, but I, as your husband, don't know about it? Do you think this is appropriate? You're my wife, but I still have to find out about you from others. Don't you find this ridiculous?"

"I'm sorry! I-I didn't mean to…"

Qiao Mianmian didn't expect this.

She simply didn't want him to worry.

She didn't expect him to be so angry and bothered by it because she didn't call him immediately.

If she knew that this was what he was thinking, she wouldn't have tolerated it.

She'd wanted to call him for a long time.