Mao Qiuyue was unsatisfied with the marital property that her father-in-law gave them. Whenever she complained to Long Hui, he would scold her.
"This is already bigger than your family's property. What more do you want?"
She pouted at him and stomped away. He ignored her and began reviewing the work documents his assistant sent him while he was out on his honeymoon. She looked back at him.
Seeing that he wasn't even trying to coax her, she was indignant.
"You're a jerk, Hui! I'm going home to my parents!"
This time, she stomped away for real.
Long Hui watched her throwing a tantrum like the spoiled brat that she had been all her life. She reminded him of his youngest half-sister. Iris had been similar to Mao Qiuyue—no, she had been worse than this woman he married before she changed for the better.
Resentment for having to marry such a shallow and uninteresting woman like Mao Qiuyue welled up in his heart.
