Dong Huiying was suddenly stupefied.
With a dazed expression, she nodded emphatically, "Okay!"
Without another word, she rolled up her sleeves and walked outside.
"Wife, Wife—" Liang Haoming followed her.
She stopped, turned around, and glanced at Liu Yi, who had a smirk on her face.
Then, she looked at Liang Haoming soothingly, "The sun is too strong outside. You stay here obediently and wait for me."
"No." He wanted to follow; there were too many cacti outside.
Suddenly, she tiptoed and whispered something in Haoming's ear. Haoming blinked, and then, keeping a poker face, his ears secretly turned red.
"Still no!"
He refused to budge, not even when his wife tried to bribe him.
"I'll do it!"
He declared firmly.
But at that moment, Liu Yi sipped her rough tea and suddenly pointed at the broom in the corner, "I see the dust in the yard is not yet swept. Since someone wants to help voluntarily? Bazak, why don't you hand him the broom?"
