C1290 This is your wife you don't even care and you're still counting on me

"Finished?" Back in his room, Jiang Mochuan was reading a notebook that he found on Chen Xi's bedside table. Hearing the sound of the door opening, Jiang Mochuan raised his head and asked Chen Xi.

"Mm …" It was obvious that Chen Xi was really tired.

"What's wrong?" Seeing Chen Xi's tired look, Jiang Mochuan asked