Tong Sanlang expressed that he wanted to help Qiao Xiaomai with her work. These days, he's been busy with his own chores, and Qiao Xiaomai has been busy with hers. Although they are married, they only get to see each other during meals and bedtime. How could he possibly build a connection with Qiao Xiaomai if things continued like this?
He had never given up on the idea of fostering a relationship with Qiao Xiaomai, but he didn't dare openly discuss it with her too much. Last time, he had merely bumped into Qiao Xiaomai accidentally, and he almost got kicked to death… Sigh...
Yang Wenxiao heard his words and asked, "She doesn't need your help."
"I'll just keep an eye on her."
"Isn't being too clingy a problem?"
"I have to cling to her; otherwise, I won't even know when she runs off."
"She can't run off. She's at the Field Manor all day—where could she go?"
"Aren't those two hundred guards supposed to return?" Tong Sanlang asked.
