Qi Zhenbai wasn't unreasonable, but at the thought that his wife subconsciously wanted to move away and live somewhere else, he subconsciously panicked. There had only been one day recently when he hadn't seen her, and that already made him nervous. Moreover, thinking about how there were many boys her age in college, even the outstanding and steady Qi Zhenbai couldn't help but feel a sense of crisis in his heart, afraid that his wife would be moved by some sweet-talker.
Qi Zhenbai knew that his shortcoming was that he didn't know how to sweet-talk. He always liked to talk less and do more.
The two of them were eight or nine years apart in age. What if his wife went to university and discovered that she had more to talk about with her peers?
Chi Shuyan didn't know that the calm-looking man in front of her had so many fanciful thoughts. Seeing that the man was silent, Chi Shuyan sat next to him and tugged gently at his sleeve. "Are you really angry?"
