Ji Shiting suddenly stopped breathing. He stroked her hair and said, "Okay, I understand."
"So I'll ask you for help when I need it." Ye Shengge looked up and smiled at him. "Okay?"
Ji Shiting hadn't heard her speak to him like that in a long time, so he nodded and said, "I'll listen to you."
Ye Shengge was satisfied and she smiled radiantly.
Ji Shiting said, "It's still early. Everything will be fine as long as I home before nine."
Ye Shengge blinked and said, "That's not right. The two kids usually sleep before nine. If you want to tell them bedtime stories, you have to be home latest by eight."
Ji Shiting pursed his lips and stared at her with his deep and dark pupils.
"Why do I feel that this isn't the root cause?" His voice was hoarse. "You still don't want to, huh?"
Ye Shengge thought for a bit and said, "It's not that I don't want to, but… I still feel a bit indignant."
