On the road, Lu Jing couldn’t help but repeat to Jiang Ye what Mingming’s mother had said that afternoon.
"There’s no scientific basis for that, right? Are there actual cases in medical studies?"
The nature of rumors is just that, rumors, no matter how many people believe them or how long they’ve been around, be it hundreds or thousands of years.
Isn’t that the core principle?
It’s 2022 now, everything is about evidence!
Men especially don’t believe in these things:
"Well, that settles it, believe in science."
"I get it, just saying."
"That’s not okay either."
Fundamentally, it’s certain to have some influence, more or less.
Jiang Ye certainly didn’t want his wife to spend every day lost in these wild thoughts.
Lu Jing curled her lip:
"Can’t you be less domineering?"
Now he wants to control even other people’s thoughts?
And furthermore, after being nagged repeatedly, even a good mood becomes irritating, a sullen anger naturally rising.
Lu Jing slightly quickened her pace, showing no intention of waiting for the person behind her.
Once a girl starts to get angry, don’t expect to reason with her.
Hmm, better just wait for her to cool down on her own.
Jiang Ye touched his chin in resignation and silently caught up, not daring to walk too close, keeping about a meter’s distance.
This distance was neither too close nor too far, and also, should there be any emergency, he could react quickly.
Lu Jing didn’t care, as long as he didn’t pop up right under her eyelids.
The two arrived at the fire station one after the other, and the sentry almost couldn’t believe his eyes: was the Great Demon having another spat with his sister-in-law?
This is bad, it’s surely going to be trouble for everyone.
So much so that, after both of them went in, the sentry immediately grabbed the walkie-talkie:
"Guys, heads up, the Great Demon and his sister-in-law are arguing again, he’s on the warpath, those messing around in the hallway, stop it right now, do you have a death wish?"
In about two seconds, the once noisy dormitory corridor fell silent instantly.
Everyone scrambled back to their rooms, those who were tidying up did so, those cleaning cleaned, and those reading books read—no one could find any fault at all.
However, everyone guessed wrong.
Jiang Ye didn’t have the leisure to pick on everyone else; as soon as he got home, he began to dote on his wife.
"Wife, want some water? I’ll get it."
The man hurried to the kitchen to get water, then brought it over:
Lu Jing took it naturally, took a few sips, then handed the cup back to Jiang Ye while taking off her cotton coat. Get full chapters from NoveI(F)ire.net
The man quickly tossed the cup to the side onto the sofa and then rushed to help:
"Wife, let me do it, don’t move."
Lu Jing couldn’t help but glance over:
"Jiang Ye, my hands aren’t broken!"
When did taking off a coat become impossible?
Isn’t this guy exaggerating a bit?
"Ahem, I’m just coddling you!"
Feeling a bit flustered, it was not easy to hear the word ’coddle’ from this man.
Of course, inside she was thrilled.
I mean, what woman doesn’t like sweet nothings?
"Shut it, go do your work, mop the floor later."
It’s been days, covered in dust.
The man didn’t hesitate, agreeing right away:
Just mopping the floor, how simple is that?
As long as his wife was happy, he’d climb a mountain of swords or plunge into a sea of flames!