After my loli mother became sickly, Qingmei became anxious

"Excuse me, auntie, do you still remember the days when you and your lover were together?"

After the host coughed a little, he brought the topic to the right track.

But... Lu Bei noticed that when the host looked at the answer given by his middle-aged husband, the corners of his mouth curled up unnaturally.

There was no time to think too much, and the wife on the stage quickly lived up to expectations. Under the encouraging eyes of everyone, she gently spit out the answer.

"November 4."

After Lu Bei observed the host for a while, he moved his eyes away.

He looked at Xiaoxiao, who looked at the answer in his hand with fiery eyes.

While listening to the answer, Lu Bei was slightly stunned for a moment.

Speaking of which...this time is not far from the day when I and Xiaoxiao-san became a couple.

"April 4th? Madam, are you sure?"

"I'm sure."

This kind of dialogue is taking place on the stage.

"Well, although it seems normal, I always feel like something is wrong."

After Lu Bei paused, he recalled the special questions assigned to him and the host's weird smile.

An uneasy feeling arose in his heart.

"Let's see the husband's answer, okay, congratulations, ma'am."

The host took the note, read it, and then made an exaggerated gesture toward his middle-aged wife.

Obviously, the first question...the other party easily answered correctly.

"Then comes the second question. Speaking of which, do you remember your husband's birthday?"

The host once again raised the second question.

The middle-aged wife did not hesitate, she quickly gave the answer.

4 month 21 day.

However, it is a pity.

When the host opened the note, he found that the answer she reported was several months different from the correct answer.

"It's... our child's birthday."

The middle-aged husband explained, and he listened to his wife's wrong answer.

After showing a slightly sad look, he said bravely.

"How could you remember it wrong? It's so inappropriate."

"Madam, it's unfair for you to treat your husband like this."

The host also took advantage of the situation to criticize his middle-aged wife.

His expression looked unusually angry.

It was as if...the person who had just been embarrassed was the host himself.

"I was too busy and forgot."

The middle-aged wife said slowly and with a clear face.

"...Then the third question, where is the gift?"

The host paused deliberately.

After letting the people around focus on the wife with dissatisfied eyes.

Only then did he slowly ask the next question.

"The child's final grade is among the best."

"I am a housewife, and this is the best reward I can give."

The middle-aged woman spoke in a natural tone.

When telling such an answer.

The middle-aged wife felt that her answer was correct.

But...the surrounding audience didn't buy it.

They are generally younger and have no concern for daily necessities or their children's education.

In addition, Lu Bei was already old in his previous life.

At this time, he didn't show much interest either.

Because of his own experience...Lu Bei didn't like this answer very much.

However, he hated people who deliberately created such an atmosphere even more.

"Let's see the answer...Oh, it turns out that what the husband looks forward to most is that his wife can cook a table of delicious dishes to reward him when he gets off work."

"Ah, ah, there's a big difference."

The host saw that the atmosphere had heightened to a certain point, and the smile on his face became more and more weird.

As this man's voice fell.

The discussion in the audience completely changed.

They began to whisper bad things about the middle-aged wife.

He even thought that she was not virtuous and not worthy of being a wife.

"Madam, I can see... you don't love your husband very much. Alas, although you are already an old couple, I think you should pay more attention to the mood of your married life at this age."

As the presenter chattered on.

The discussion in the audience gradually became louder.

"Mr. Host, let's finish. If nothing happens, we will go down. Anyway, the challenge has failed."

The middle-aged wife's eyes showed a little irritability.

She stood up, wanting to leave first to avoid feeling such pointing fingers.

However, at this moment her husband stood up and stopped him.

"Manyu...wait for a while, okay? Ask the remaining questions before leaving."

The middle-aged man showed a pleading look. He looked at his wife and brought her a new trouble.

His wife, on the other hand, remained impatient and wanted to step down.

She didn't want to deal with the man in front of her at this time.

"So, then there are two exclusive questions."

The host looked at the reaction of his middle-aged wife, and a smirk appeared on the corner of his mouth again.

Then.........he spoke in a measured tone.

"The penultimate question, do you think you have ever been in love?"

After listening to the host's answer, the somewhat impatient wife turned her head and looked at her struggling husband.

There was a touch of coldness on her face.

That's what you want to ask me.

In public, if you see others talking about your wife, what should you ask?

".........No."

"I'm sorry, the correct answer is...love, madam, you answered wrong again."

The host said with a proud expression.

He looked particularly arrogant when he spoke, looking like a victorious villain.

"It's really interesting to ask such a question!"

When Lu Bei heard this, he completely understood and raised his head.

He looked at the host with a wary look in his eyes.

There is no doubt that this guy... is a very good at paying attention to details and understanding people's hearts.

The exclusive questions he devised were all intended to break up couples or create obstacles between contestants.

"Did you see something?"

"But such a problem is not a threat to Xiaoxiao-san and I."

Lu Bei thought of this, looked at the host cosplayed as a clown carefully for a while, and then looked down at the answer in his hand.

He shook his head slightly.

Such a method still seems too immature for me.