Bab 217: Built Like a Stud

"Does everything look okay?" he asked finally. 

She nodded, a small gasp leaving her mouth as if she couldn't believe it herself. 

"Looks like we're stuck together for the better part of fifty to sixty years," Mo Qingchen said lightly. 

She turned to him with a little glare. "Are you complaining?" she asked. 

Mo Qingchen shrugged. "You're a handful already. I'm imagining decades of this and wondering if it would be entertaining or horrifying." He was joking but to Qian Meng who didn't have a good image of marriage, it was almost ominous. 

She gulped. "I mean… you could initiate a separation at any time… If I get on your nerves. You can afford to lose the house," she said quietly. 

Mo Qingchen stared at her. "You have very little faith in yourself," he noticed. "I knew it to an extent, but it seems to be a chronic disease." He didn't know what more to say.