Su Li could clearly feel that he was in a bad mood, but why he was upset, she couldn't guess.
Just now at dinner, she and Wei Linfeng had no interaction at all, not even an exchange of glances. What was he really angry about?
And the real reason for leaving, only Wei Chengfeng knew.
But he couldn't say.
How could he speak of the restlessness that arose because of Su Li, which he couldn't control?
Wei Chengfeng didn't answer, and Su Li wisely chose not to continue questioning. Asking more would only make him angrier, right?
They rushed home all the way, entered the house, turned on the light, and Su Li let out a long breath.
No matter what, being at home was much more comfortable than at the Su family's old house.
Comfortable?
At ease?
When did she develop such a strong sense of belonging to this temporarily propped-up home?
"That, you didn't eat much just now. Shall I cook some wontons?"
