As He Xun watched his wife, the little knot in his heart also dissipated a lot. What else could he do? He couldn't afford to be angry with her. He sighed helplessly and stood up. He extended a hand to Chen Wei'er as a gesture for her to stand up.
"Let's go and see if it's cooked."
Chen Wei'er looked at the hands that were reaching out to her. The other party's fingers were long and slender. There was a slight callus on his palm. It was an indication that He Xun had never been a delicate young master.
Chen Wei'er was a little stunned, but she still extended her hand.
The man held her hand and pulled hard. Chen Wei'er ended up in his embrace.
He Xun hugged her and patted her back to comfort her. "It's alright. I'll wait for you to slowly remember." The remark simultaneously comforted the two.
