Shu Chen was happily holding onto her pillow as she came to Gu Xiqiao's room, and as she walked in, she flashed a smile at Jiang Shuxuan, closing the door with a 'bang'.
Jiang Shuxuan pressed his finger against his temple, whipping out his phone as he sent a text message—[Can you control your wife?]
Ten minutes later, the other replied—[You talk as though you can manage yours?]
This was the second time now.
Jiang Shuxuan raised his head, frowning as a helpless, reluctant look crossed his face.
He stood beside the door, turbulent in his deep, black eyes. After a while, he turned and left the area.
***
Inside the room, Gu Xiqiao had already deleted the page filled with Chu Ziheng's information. Jiji sat in the chair that she had vacated, already playing the online game from Nine Heavens, even wearing the virtual helmet. Gu Xiqiao rubbed her head as she looked at the scene.
