She huffed loudly, cursed "jerk," turned her head, hugged her clothes, and stomped into the bathroom, then shut the door with a bang.
Fu Jinghen: "....."
The little ancestor is going crazy again.
Lin Ruochun glanced at the tightly closed bathroom door, then twisted her body to look at a somewhat helpless Fu Jinghen.
She asked earnestly, "Brother, do you often get scolded for no reason?"
Fu Jinghen considered the question seriously and started to answer, "Not really—"
Lin Ruochun clearly wasn't expecting his response and merely asked as a formality, cutting him off as he began to speak, "Then you're really miserable, spending money to make your wife happy only to get scolded by her. Your status in the family seems rather concerning."
Fu Jinghen looked at her expressionlessly, "Why are you so talkative now?"
Lin Ruochun pondered for a while, then threw the question back at him, "Haven't you noticed that you're also talking more now?"
