Kang Chen laughed: "Thank you, wife, I will work hard."
Ming Mei: "Rub my legs for me."
Kang Chen good-naturedly kneaded her leg.
Ming Mei still felt weak all over, but seeing it was already late, she got up: "Alright, it's time to go downstairs, if we don't go down now, Dad will be mad. Look at the time, you see it yourself."
Kang Chen didn't let Ming Mei move: "Didn't you say Dad is understanding, he can relate to us as a couple, long-time no see, couldn't hold back, sparks flying? Don't worry, Dad won't be angry."
Ming Mei pouted: "Enough of that, Dad won't be angry, that's his generosity, understanding how starved you are, but if we don't eat the first meal of the family reunion with him, that's too unfilial, hurry up, don't dawdle, you won't go soft and unable to get up, will you?"
Kang Chen jumped up immediately upon hearing that.
"Of course not."
Ming Mei chuckled twice, changed into home clothes, washed her face, and pulled Kang Chen out.
