"You sure take your time," Zhang Liang commented when Feng Mian walked into the room. Her eyes widened when she saw Zhang Liang sitting in front of the table with his laptop ready in front of him. He was still working even though it was already this late at night.
Feng Mian smiled. "I waited until my mother wake up after the operation, so it takes some time."
"You should rest."
"Yes."
Rushing to the bathroom, Feng Mian thought about their relationships. So far, it didn't look like Zhang Liang had any other plan other than having her holding the status as his wife. She didn't even have anything to do aside from staying in his house.
Wait, why did she feel that she was a freeloader?
Shaking her head, Feng Mian pushed the thoughts to the back of her mind. She didn't want to think so much about it.
Time passed.
