"Takeout?" Wei Chengfeng frowned, seemingly very dissatisfied with her decision.
Su Li nodded, smiling as she said, "The wound on my head hasn't completely healed, nor the one on my hand, plus I'm still angry. I am your wife, shouldn't you, as my husband, show me some concern instead of asking me to cook your dinner?"
"Didn't you make hot pot earlier?"
"That was earlier, and didn't I burn myself afterwards? Why is Boss Wei suddenly quibbling over these trifles with me?"
Wei Chengfeng didn't get angry but chuckled instead and said, "Then let's eat out, go get dressed."
"I'm not eating, you go by yourself."
Wei Chengfeng furrowed his brow, "Not eating?"
"Yes." Su Li nodded, "I'm not hungry; I'm full of anger. You go by yourself."
It seemed to Wei Chengfeng that she was being petulant with him. Hands in his pockets, he calmly watched her and said, "Didn't you say you were no longer angry? Su Li, are you being moody with me?"
