Ren stared at his wife and did not know what to reply to her with. He was lost because he did not even understand what she was talking about and hoped that it had nothing to do with the strange smell -- Mao's smell that was on his body when he had returned home.
The hotel people had not given them the chance to freshen up before leaving the hotel that day. It had been so awkward the way the hotel manager had told her employees to wait at the door for him and Mao to pack up and leave. There was no time to have a quick shower before leaving the hotel at that moment.
"Xue... there are things that annoyed me that time and made me feel like your priorities were displaced, " Ren explained to his wife as he took her hands in his and rubbed his fingers on the back of her palm.
