Yang Ming ate, his emotions fluctuating wildly. His wife asking him to feed her didn’t seem like she was looking for a confrontation over the previous issue. What could be so serious to make his wife act this way?
His mind finally cleared, and his intelligence returned with it.
Impatient to finish eating, he blurted out, "Xiaoxiao, is it about Li Fugui... "
Upon hearing Xiaoxiao’s affirmative response, joy flickered across Yang Ming’s brow. So, he had been worrying over nothing; his wife wasn’t there to settle scores. His mood inexplicably improved.
He began to eat more quickly, feeling that the meal now tasted much better than before.
Seeing Yang Ming’s reaction, Xiaoxiao wondered what was going on with him. Mentioning Li Fugui seemed to make him happier than seeing her. Could it be she was less important than that Li Fugui? She felt as though she had taken ten thousand points of damage.
Why wasn’t he speaking anymore? He was enjoying his meal so much. Didn’t he want to know about Li Fugui’s condition? Or could it be he already knew? Who could have been so loose-lipped to tell him before her, "You already know?"
"..." He knew nothing; then why the joy, "About Li Fugui!"
"..." He suddenly realized. Could he admit that his joy had caused him to completely forget Li Fugui, "Yes, what about him?"
"What did you say?" Yang Ming looked up sharply, shock mingled with confusion in his eyes. It had only been two days; how could Li Fugui get better so quickly, "How did he get better?"
"..." As expected, he knew it couldn’t just be a spontaneous recovery. So, his wife had hit him. What had Li Fugui done to provoke his wife, who was usually so calm, "What did he do?"
"Nothing much, just found him hugging Yang Qiu."
"What?" They were hugging in just two days? His veins throbbed with rage, and he stopped eating to stand up, ready to confront Li Fugui, "Let’s go, we’re heading home right now."
"..." Emma, the look on her bargain husband’s face was even more terrifying than before. Was he angry because his sister was hugged? Is he an overprotective brother?
"He dare bully my sister!"
"..." Emma, indeed an overprotective brother, and with a temper fiercer than hers. Seeing her bargain husband’s clenched fists, she felt she could almost hear the knuckles cracking—an omen far more daunting than her own slap. How could Li Fugui be okay after that? It was lucky Yang Ming wasn’t at home at the time.
She immediately stopped her bargain husband from storming out, "Don’t overreact. Didn’t I take care of it by hitting him? Besides, there’s nothing between him and Yang Qiu. You can relax."
Yang Ming turned to look at his wife. That’s right, she must have handled everything at home before coming to tell him.
He then returned to his seat, somewhat calmer, "How badly did you hit him?"
"Not too bad, just slapped him twice."
"That’s a bit light." For hugging his sister, two slaps surely wouldn’t suffice, would they?
"..." It was a good thing he wasn’t there then. Xiaoxiao really feared for Li Fugui. Li Fugui, oh Li Fugui, you better pray for luck, your brother-in-law is an overprotective brother.
"That’s not the main point!"
"The main point is that Li Fugui confirmed Xiaotian’s identity after regaining consciousness."
"Is it my sister Yang Xia?" His excitement was palpable, fearful of a negative answer.
"Yes, the whole family knows about it now, and they sent me to tell you."