"Who's joking?" His expression was furious, as if he wanted to kill someone.
So it was true... Su Qingyue's face turned pale, then green, and her whole body started to tremble. Mechanically, she asked, "Second brother, do we have any tofu at home?"
In this tense atmosphere, Xiao Yishan didn't know why his wife suddenly asked about tofu. He answered seriously, "No. Do you want to eat tofu tonight? I can go buy some for you."
"No." She wanted to find a piece of tofu to smash her head against and die.
Su Qingyue glanced at Xiao Qinghe sitting in a wheelchair by the kitchen doorway and pointed at him, "What about him?"
Before Xiao Yishan could speak, Xiao Qinghe looked at her with his clear and bright eyes, "I am your husband."
It was like a thunderbolt! Her heart quivered in fear, "Really, fourth brother? Are you teasing me?"
He shook his head, "It's true."
Her head suddenly felt dizzy, and she could barely stand.
She really wanted to cry...