Stop nagging, darling

A Chinese husband jumped into a river unable to take his wife’s nagging, I read in a paper. Will I do the same thing? No, my wife nags too, but she knows the limit. Also, she knows I would jump into the river along with her, not alone.
I remember a friend who had a nagging wife. Wherever he went, whoever he met, she would demand to know the details. She would call him every one hour and get an update.
What is the secret of your patience? I asked him.
“You think I am henpecked?”
“Hmmmm.” I avoided a direct reply.
“One day I decided to put an end to her nagging. We had a major fight. Tears rolling down her cheeks, she told me she had no choice as her entire world revolved around me. We have no children and she’s alone at home all the time when I go out for work.”
I patted him.
“Do you and your wife fight?” he asked me innocently.
“Of course.”
“Who wins?”
“Naturally me. Why doubt?” I asked him.
“Can I tell her you have lost the gold chain she had presented to you?”
“You villain,” I vanished.
Who wants another fight and two days of “no talking” nonsense!