Qin Huai's vision went dark when he heard the director's words.
Yun Xi jumped up and down with delight. Heaven really was looking out for him. He finally wouldn't have to step onto the acupressure mat a second time.
"Please step onto the acupressure mats." Smiling, the director stepped aside, fully revealing the two mats behind him.
The instant Qin Huai stepped onto one, his brows knitted tightly. He stepped off the mat and turned to Gu Yunlan.
Gu Yunlan wore the expression of a man ready to face death.
Qin Huai gently took his hand.
Gu Yunlan looked up, a little bewildered.
Qin Huai said nothing to him, turning toward the director instead. "Director, can I do his ten squats for him?"
Gu Yunlan stood there, a happy smile spreading across his face.
"Well..." This was the first time the director had received such a request, and he didn't react right away.
"Sorry, Gu Yunlan is more sensitive to pain," Qin Huai explained.
Hearing this, the director nodded in understanding and agreed.
When Gu Yunlan came to his senses, he wanted to say something else, but Qin Huai stopped him with a look before he could speak.
Qin Huai rolled up the sleeves of his pajamas, planted both feet on the acupressure mat, and performed twenty consecutive squats with perfect form, his face expressionless.
[Our sister-in-law only looks cold on the surface. He's actually softhearted.]
[Let me see who's still saying our sister-in-law doesn't spoil Film Emperor Gu. (serious)]
[Look, everyone! Our big golden retriever, Film Emperor Gu, has been utterly smitten by our sister-in-law again. (covers mouth and snickers)]
[Listen to you upstairs. Film Emperor Gu's devoted-husband image has never crumbled. He's only getting clingier.]
[Film Emperor Gu haughtily declares: his love for his wife comes from the