It's Hard to Control My Naughty Wife!

For some reason, the atmosphere at the dining table was a little tense and no one was even speaking now.

The food served was not as luxurious and delicious as the food Misha usually ate, but at least it wasn't so bad.

And even so, Misha knew manners well and ate quietly, without commenting on anything.

But it was precisely his calm demeanor that made the atmosphere at the dining table a little strange, because they weren't used to eating in silence, but they didn't know what to say either.

Right at that moment, Alia, Daniel's sister, broke the silence. "Next month I have a painting exhibition at my club, can you come to my exhibition?" asked Alia while eating heartily. "The exhibition will last for two days over the weekend."

This teenage girl looked cheerful, although a little bit skinny than teenagers her age, her face looked a little thin and a little pale.