After a long while, He Xun realized that Chen Wei'er's face was cold, and she didn't say a word. He couldn't figure her out.
"Wei'er, why are you unhappy?"
Chen Wei'er's eyes almost popped out. After all, which woman would be happy to hear her husband say such things? Was she supposed to set off firecrackers to celebrate the fact that He Xun had someone else he loved? Did she have to wish He Xun to be with the other party soon? Should she pray that He Xun and his mistress should grow old together?!
"No, I am not!" Chen Wei'er said coldly. Thereafter, she covered her head with the quilt and closed her eyes. She planned to just ignore him. She wanted a cold war!
Bastard, get lost!
He Xun wondered if Chen Wei'er was just feeling shy.
