"He rarely gets angry." He Zhilan nodded, "However, when he does get angry, it’s terrifying." This was an undeniable fact. Once He Teng really got angry, she dared not utter a sound, becoming like a turtle retracting its head. Fortunately, He Teng didn’t lose his temper often.
"Really? It’s a bit hard for me to imagine. I thought your husband was like my dad. My mom often says that my dad never gets angry, that he’s too naive. He laughs all day like the Maitreya Buddha. Whenever my mom tries to argue with him, she always ends up laughing at his smiling face. Therefore, whenever my mom and dad argue, I always watch from the side and enjoy the drama!" Jiang Biyun said with pride as she talked about her parents, "My parents are the ideal couple in my heart. Looking at you, your husband must also treat you very well. At least he won’t argue with you."
"Ha~" Argue? The thought alone made He Zhilan want to laugh, "Him? Of course he doesn’t argue! He’s so quiet and doesn’t like to talk. Can he possibly argue with me? If I try to argue with him, he can quiet me down with just a shout. How could an argument even start that way?"
Although He Zhilan and He Teng had never had an argument thus far, she could well imagine such a scene.
The most important thing was that He Zhilan didn’t like to argue. And, she had always felt that quarreling between husband and wife would hurt their relationship. No matter how angry, they should not argue.
"It seems you are the type controlled by your husband!" Jiang Biyun joked with He Zhilan without missing a beat. "Old folks always say, a woman who can be controlled by her husband is one who will love her husband! This kind of woman is good, suitable to be a wife and mother."
"What are you two whispering about over there? Are you ignoring the rest of us?" Chen Xiting saw the two of them whispering and walked over. She leaned in to listen but couldn’t hear anything. "You two, if it weren’t for the fact that Zhilan is married, based on your clinginess, I’d think you two had fallen in love, regardless of gender!"
With Chen Xiting’s words, Tan Heqian, who was drinking water, choked hard. A mouthful of water came right out, "Are all women becoming more and more fierce like you?"
"Where am I fierce?" Chen Xiting shrugged, "I’m totally innocent, okay?"
Chen Xiting’s innocent look made everyone try to hold back their amusement. Even He Teng, with a silent smile on his lips, sighed inwardly that there was indeed a generation gap every three years. He Teng was nine years older than Zhilan, equivalent to three generations. The comments from her and her friends were increasingly baffling for him as a grown man. Hearing their conversations he found them more and more chilling.
"Wow, it’s so lively! What joke are you laughing at? Let’s hear it, make me laugh too!" Bian Xiulin heard the laughter from far away. When she pushed the door open, the room was indeed very lively.
"This is the hospital’s doctor, Bian Xiulin, who is also the fiancée of He Teng’s old comrade." Zhilan stopped laughing, "These are my classmates. We came to visit my brother as it is the weekend."
"Hello, Dr. Bian!" The three classmates greeted in unison, causing Bian Xiulin to shake with laughter.