"So, how did you answer her?"
Mu Shaochen's narrow eyes narrowed sharply.
"I said, unless she provides me an opportunity to catch an adulterer in bed, or you file for divorce and give me half of your property, even if you love each other to death, you're still just adulterers."
Qin Wan said, unbuckling her seatbelt and getting out of the car.
In the driver's seat.
A storm surged and then faded in the man's eyes.
Staring at her slender back, his thin lips slightly pursed.
Qin Wan closed the car door and walked toward the living room.
Mu Shaochen mulled over her words again.
Then he unbuckled his seatbelt and got out of the car.
Because Mu Shaochen and Qin Wan worked during the day, they almost never ate at home.
Aunt Chen had taken the morning off and wouldn't be back until evening.
Now that they were home, no one was there to cook for them.
So Mu Shaochen pulled Qin Wan into the kitchen and opened the refrigerator, asking her, "What would you like to eat?"