Second Incarnation

Wang Wei's projection appeared in his manor where he saw his wife still reading these shoddy romance novels.

"Ahem," cough Wang Wei lightly to catch her attention. However, she ignored him and continued reading.

"I know you can sense my existence."

"I just realized something," said Wu Hong.

"And what is that?"

"You don't treat me as well as you should?"

"Excuse me?" asked Wang Wei with bewilderment.

"Sure, you love me very well, but I cannot feel your adoration. Look at these novel protagonists; they all treat their women as if they were the rarest and most fantastic individuals in the world.

"They used grand and romantic gestures to display their love and affection. They treat each day with their partner as if this was the first time they had fallen in love."

"I adore you plenty," replied Wang Wei. "At least, I think I do."

"When was the last time you gave me a gift?"