Qin Yi originally thought that Liu Yiren was one of those naive and wealthy types, but didn't expect her to have such sharp insight, letting out a few dry laughs.
Duan Xinyuan smiled and said, "Today is a good day. I'll have someone prepare a table for us. Let's drink a little later and wish Miss Liu success in finding a good doctor and driving away the illness in advance."
Qin Yi, however, waved his hand, "You guys celebrate. I'm heading home first!"
Duan Xinyuan said, "Don't, stay for dinner before you go back?"
"No, the wife is waiting at home. She's probably already made dinner."
Duan Xinyuan muttered softly, "Wife slave."
Qin Yi looked at him with a half-smile, "You have the nerve to say that about me?"
Duan Xinyuan blushed; at their house, it was also Xue Aoyu who called the shots.
"Hubby, I want to go back with you too."
Qin Yi laughed, "What are you going to do at my place?"
