The next day I was awakened by a call from Sun Wenle.

"Darling, when are you coming back? I miss you so much!"

I used my right hand to shield my eyes and replied lightly, "Still need to wait for two more days."

I need to take good care of my body. I don't want to go back. Right now, I'm just dragging my feet.

Sun Wenle's displeased voice came through, "Didn't we agree on today? The house is a mess without you, I can't manage."

I'm not his maid, it's not my concern how messy it is.

"Didn't you say women should be independent? Do you want to use your salary to support me?"

Instantly, the man cooled down.

Sun Wenle said gloomily, "Darling, I feel bad, I really miss you."

Before, when he got drunk, I would make him sobering soup, and in the morning, I would get up to cook millet porridge for him.

He just wants me to be his free maid.

I smirked, "If you feel bad, go to the hospital. I'm not a doctor, I can't handle this."

Sun Wenle was unhappy, "Yuan Xinxin, I'm your husband, what's with this attitude? How long has it been, and you've become like this."

I laughed, "If you think that way, I can't help it. You men are just troublesome."

After saying that, I hung up the phone, too lazy to listen to his complaints.