Being yelled at left him a bit dumbfounded. The man looked so innocent, so pitiful, with his long eyelashes. Every time she shouted, his long lashes would tremble. Outside, he was a pillar of strength, but inside, in front of his wife, he was like an obedient child, entirely different from his usual shrewd and calculating self. This contrast was unexpectedly kind of cute? However, her yelling did have quite a good effect. See, the man who had been throwing a tantrum earlier didn’t dare be sarcastic anymore, didn’t dare confront her. Instead, he looked at her pathetically and said, "You’ve already left, you’ve gone to find Shu Yu. You have so many husbands, what’s the difference whether I’m here or not? You don’t care about me in your heart." "Why are you bringing up Shu Yu again?" Which nerve of his is misfiring: "Who told you I went looking for Shu Yu? All of you brothers are equally important to me in my heart!" He turned his head away, not believing her at all. After saying this, Dong Huiying felt a bit guilty herself because if she were to rank them, these brothers in her heart... Although they were all quite important, the depth of her feelings was different. Seeing that the man wouldn’t look at her, she grabbed his ear and tugged slightly. "Look——at——me——!!" She shouted each word with full strength. His ear hurt from her tugging, and he frowned, then slowly looked at her. "Anyway, I’m not as important to you as the others!" "Ha?" Dong Huiying was so angry at him that her hair stood on end. "Liang Zhichen, where’s your face? Do you have the nerve to act cute with me? Look at who you left behind since you disappeared in the Golden Triangle over a year and almost two years ago, not a trace, not a word of your fate. Let me tell you, if anything happened during this time that made me disappointed in you, made me lose affection for you, you deserved it! Who told you to run away first? Besides, touch your heart and tell me if you’re not ashamed of those words. If I really didn’t care about you, would I have traveled back and forth from the Northeast, spent over a year rushing around outside? What was I doing it for? Wasn’t it all to find you as soon as possible?" By the time she finished shouting, her eyes were turning red, not from grievance, not because she wanted to cry, but purely from anger, burning redness in her eyes. "When I found you, you choked me, you told me to get lost, how did you treat me? I didn’t hold it against you, yet you hold it against me? Fine, you really are something; this time I’m truly mad, forget it, I’m done with you!" She stood up suddenly, intending to walk out. But all of a sudden, he lunged at her, hugging her tightly from the back. She staggered, almost knocked to the ground by him. Fortunately, the man had some sense; holding her and using a bit of force, he leaned backward. In the end, he fell back onto the bed, and she ended up sitting on his lap. He buried his face in her shoulder, his arms binding her like iron clamps, refusing to let go. Yet his voice was deeper, more muffled than before. "I’m just scared, scared you’ll leave me." "I won’t ask to have you all to myself anymore, no matter how many husbands you have, I accept them. But can you love me a little more? Not love the person I used to be, but the person I am now, can you care about me a little more? Can you?" His appearance was so heartbreaking that no matter how angry she was before, it seemed to be blown away by the wind at this moment.