When they returned to the room that night, Shen Bin sat seriously beside his wife, his eyes fixed on Ye Ling. Ye Ling looked up at him but said nothing.
"You don't have to attend the Shen family's wedding. I'm afraid it will be chaotic that day. I'll go by myself." With his wife heavily pregnant, Shen Bin was not comfortable with her interacting with the Shen family.
Ye Ling hadn't planned on going anyway. "Have you thought about Shen Chun's wedding? It seems like they're in a hurry over there."
Hearing the sarcasm in his wife's words, Shen Bin tightened his expression and leaned forward. "Wife, I'm sincerely admitting my mistake. It won't happen again. Back then, my parents didn't let me tell you. I thought since they instructed me like that, I didn't tell you."
Ye Ling nodded. "That's good. In the future, discuss things with your parents, you don't have to tell me."
"Comrade Ye Ling," Shen Bin called out seriously, "you can be angry, but you can't throw a tantrum."
