"Husband, look at him, how annoying a person must be to become so irritating, and yet he keeps hovering around me, really drives me crazy!" Su Wenyue pointed at Sikong Ling's departing figure, her tone brimming with dissatisfaction. She hadn't forgotten that Han Yu had mentioned that he didn't like to see her spending time with Sikong Ling, so she had to clarify the situation immediately, especially since it was Sikong Ling who had come to her on his own.
"Alright, don't be mad, what exactly happened, and how did that guy Sikong Ling piss you off again?" Han Yu rubbed his wife's head, smoothing her hair while he did so. Seeing the flush still on her face, it was clear that Sikong Ling had indeed angered her. Walking into the house and seeing the broken porcelain scattered all over the floor in disarray, his brow twitched. He had only been gone for a short while, and such a scene had already unfolded. It seemed that Sikong Ling had chosen the timing of his visit on purpose.