"If you know it'll piss me off, then keep it to yourself!"
Shen Mingzhu snapped back and then ignored him, her lush black hair spread out like satin across the pillow.
Pei Yang played with a strand of her hair for a while before gently poking her spine with his finger.
"Wife~ are you asleep yet?"
"I'm asleep."
"Liar."
Pei Yang leaned over to look at her face, saw that her eyes were closed, then puckered up and blew on her, continuing to blow when she didn't wake up after the first puff.
Shen Mingzhu, annoyed, sat up with a turn, glaring at the man discontentedly.
Pei Yang held her hands with both of his, a gesture that seemed affectionate but was actually to prevent her from hitting him.
"I'm thinking of pulling out my shares from the electronics factory."
Shen Mingzhu coldly snorted, "How do you plan to do that?"
"I've thought it through. We can take two hundred thousand from last year's profits. Plus my shares, just round it up to five hundred thousand for Shuhuan."