At night, Ji Yunhuan had just put the baby to sleep in the bedroom when she heard Qi Cheng's voice from downstairs, "Ji Yunhuan."
She tucked the baby into bed and then went downstairs. Qi Cheng was standing in the living room. He had just returned from work, his eyes fixed on her.
She smiled and greeted him, "You're back?"
"Where's the nanny?" Qi Cheng had called for a while but hadn't seen anyone.
"I fired her." Ji Yunhuan walked toward him. "I'll get you a bowl."
As she passed by him, he grabbed her. "You're still in your postpartum period. How could you dismiss the help?"
"Without her wages, you can work less," Ji Yunhuan looked at Qi Cheng. "It's so cold outside now. You come home so late every day; I feel guilty."
"..." Seeing him stare at her silently, Ji Yunhuan knew Qi Cheng was not happy.
No matter how tough things got, Qi Cheng didn't want their life to be subpar.
