Men, after all, are all superficial.
Tang Mubai found no need for an explanation; it was just a joke. As long as he could cheer up his baby, that was enough.
Tang Mubai had been busy since eighth grade, attending various social gatherings, especially the New Year ones that were unavoidable. Even if he wanted to stay home with Tang Nian, he couldn't manage.
Tang Nian hadn't been eating well these past few days, vomiting more fiercely than before. She couldn't stand many smells, and it wasn't just the food at the dinner table; sometimes, she couldn't even bear the smell of the bedsheets.
One day, Tang Mubai returned home late, and as expected from the parties, he smelled strongly of alcohol. As soon as he came close, Tang Nian covered her mouth and ran to the bathroom, retching loudly.
Tang Mubai wanted to check on her, but as he reached the door, he heard Tang Nian calling out, "Don't come over."
Tang Mubai stopped abruptly, bewildered, and asked, "What's wrong?"
