Yeh Cangqiong's gaze was icy as he stared at him. "Are you stupid, old man? This is my wife, and you want the military to dismantle the door? If they find out I'm afraid of my wife, how am I supposed to maintain my stature? Bring me a hammer, I'll smash it myself."
"Ah, no need for a hammer. I have a spare key right here! But have you thought it through? There's actually a better method, one that will absolutely help you reconcile with the First Lady!"
"You had the key and didn't say a word? Truly cunning. Spill it, what's the plan?"
Secretary Wen lowered his voice and whispered a few words into Yeh Cangqiong's ear.
Yeh Cangqiong's expression visibly eased after hearing him out.
"Fine, you handle this for now. Once it's done, I'll raise your salary."
"Thank you, Mr. President!" Secretary Wen was overjoyed.
The next morning.
