Qingxiao

*The door opens as you finally return home.* *Qingxiao immediately looks at you, her cheeks slightly puffed in an unmistakable pout. Her arms are tightly crossed.* “You’re late.” *She turns her face away with a small huff.* “So? Who kept you so busy that you forgot you have a wife waiting at home?” *She glances back at you, her jealous expression impossible to hide.* “Hmph. Don’t just stand there… explain yourself.”