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Yu Yan didn't even move her eyelids, and retorted rudely: "Don't you have hands? Do you still need others to serve you?"

"Wha...what?"

Hearing this, Liang Junheng was shocked, and he froze for a moment, with a confused look on his face. It was obvious that he could not understand the meaning of her words at all.

After a few seconds, he finally came back to his senses. His face was full of disbelief, his eyes were wide open, as if they were about to fall out of their sockets, and he stammered, "You...how can you talk to me like that?"

Facing Liang Junheng's questioning, Yu Yan did not back down at all. Instead, she asked back sharply, "Then why can't I talk to you like this?"

Then, she slowly placed the chopsticks in her hand on the table, making a crisp sound, and then continued in an extremely cold voice: "Don't forget, I am your wife, not your nanny! Think carefully about the tone of your voice when you spoke just now, as if you were ordering a humble servant.

Although I am not working to earn money, my parents gave me a lot of dowry. The rental income from the houses and shops alone is enough for me to live a well-fed and worry-free life. I don't need to rely on you to support me at all. If that's the case, how can you have the nerve to order me to do this and that so confidently? "

Liang Junheng was speechless after hearing her words and didn't know what to say in rebuttal.

After a long while, he forced a smile and said, "I was wrong. I shouldn't have done that. Don't be angry. You don't have to pack the things. I'll come back tonight and I'll do it myself!"

Yu Yan looked at him coldly without saying anything, took out a tissue to wipe her mouth, then stood up and left.

Liang Junheng looked at her back with a frown on his face, then turned to look at the cleaning lady not far away, "What happened to her? Who provoked her?"

The cleaning lady stopped and replied, "No! My wife is the same as before, everything is fine."

After hearing the answer, Liang Junheng waved his hand, picked up his briefcase and went to work.

*

The night is as dark as ink tonight, the lights are turned on, and the hustle and bustle of the city is covered by the thick night.

In a high-end restaurant with an elegant environment and soft lighting, Liang Junheng was having dinner with the man next to him who had a stunningly delicate face.

Liang Junheng chewed the delicious dish in his mouth carefully and swallowed it, then whispered to the man beside him in a gentle tone: "I'm afraid I can't go over tonight. There seems to be something wrong with Yu Yan."

The man sitting next to him had an androgynous face, with facial features so exquisite that they were even more beautiful than those of the hottest young actresses in the entertainment industry today.

His high nose bridge seemed to be carefully carved by a master sculptor; his narrow and deep eyes were as bright and dazzling as the twinkling stars in the night sky; when his lips were slightly raised, there was a hint of charm.

After hearing Liang Junheng's words, the man's originally relaxed and happy expression instantly disappeared, replaced by a gloomy look on his face.

He threw the knife and fork in his hands onto the table without hesitation, making a crisp and harsh sound.

Then, he asked in an extremely cold voice: "Why? Are you attracted to that woman?"