Movie theater.
As soon as Lan Xin Ai entered the movie theater, she sensed something was off, looked around, and said: "Husband, why is there no one here?"
"We are not people," Mr. Xi quipped with a calm expression and a slight smile on his lips.
"What I mean is why are there only the two of us in the movie theater?"
Lan Xin Ai looked into the man's dark eyes and immediately understood: "You didn't book the whole place, did you?"
Xi Yemo touched her hair: "It's family-owned."
"This movie theater belongs to our family." The little woman was flustered.
The man's lips twitched slightly; any other woman would have been clear about the Xi family's assets by now.
Only this woman looked utterly clueless, unaware of many of their assets.
"Dummy."
"Why are you calling me dummy again?"
The little woman protested.
Xi Yemo looked deeply at her, pinched her nose, and said: "You don't even know how much I own, if not a dummy then what?"
"You are mine."
