"Don't you think what you're doing is very undignified?" Xin Zaozao asked, her tone indifferent but laced with sarcasm.
Being kept by someone?
Doing household chores?
Doesn't he feel humiliated?
Mu Cidian said, "After experiencing a lot, dignity isn't that important anymore."
"Makes sense," Xin Zaozao nodded.
Again, there was a period of silence between them.
Xin Zaozao felt that Mu Cidian had indeed changed a lot over the years, but there was one thing that hadn't.
He didn't talk much.
At any time, he didn't like to talk much.
Sometimes she wasn't sure why she was keeping Mu Cidian.
His physique was nothing to write home about.
His skills in bed were just so-so.
And most importantly, he seemed not to know how to please her.
She put down the food in her hand, "I'm off to work."
"Okay."
The word she heard most from Mu Cidian was "okay".
She thought Mu Cidian had one redeeming quality: he was obedient.
