Shuzhen's mouth twitched slightly: "Hehe, preparing for a rainy day, preventing problems before they happen, little sister, you're quite skilled with these fancy phrases!"
"Well, you see, to effectively stop you from being silly, Jianshe specially made up this phrase for me to remember carefully..." Lian Yue covered her mouth, the remaining smug satisfaction solidifying on her stunned face. Her round eyes were filled with an accusation of 'Sister-in-law, you're setting me up, that's not nice.'
Ning Jianshe, who was being stared at by the brother-in-law's icy glare, smiled wryly: With a wife this adorably dumb, what can a husband do?
Can't you consider your husband's dignity even a little when you're getting caught in conversations like this?
