Ji Shiting looked solemn.
"Let's go downstairs for dinner first," he said.
Ye Shengge nodded and walked over, but she was still a bit distracted. Even when Ji Shiting held her hand, she couldn't react in time.
It was a simple dinner. Ji Shiting saw the woman staring at him with a fork and a knife.
"You haven't been back for days," he said.
"Huh?" Ye Shengge looked up. "Um… It's been four days."
"Is that why you're looking at me like that?" Ji Shiting sounded calm, but it was obvious that he was mad.
Ye Shengge forced a smile and said, "Sorry, I didn't mean it. Um… Have you been busy with work lately? Have you been resting well?"
She spent most of her free time on set to read scripts and rest. In the past four days, she had only talked to him twice and it was a short while each time.
Furthermore, it was Ji Shiting who had called her twice.
Ye Shengge suddenly felt guilty. She had said she wanted to be a competent wife.
