Ruan Nianxi looked at Xie Shu for a long time. The impatience and anger she had imagined, the expression of not wanting to discuss this matter with her, did not appear, which left her slightly stunned.

"Re... really?" she cautiously asked.

"Of course, Ruan Ruan, why don't you believe your husband? If I'm lying, I'll hang myself from a tree, okay!"

"No! Don't say things like that."