Licheng returned with the basket in the hand and asked Wu Jingyun if he would help him in cooking, who promptly agreed.
"You should be with Xiana," Wu Jingyun said as he took the knife from Licheng, "I can cook alone. She has been waiting for you for a long time."
Licheng refused saying he would go later.
"You married two days ago, Licheng. Don't you feel you should spend more time with your wife? You should go. I will cook the dinner for us," Wu Jingyun insisted on him.
"That doesn't mean I will make you work. You cleaned the house earlier," Licheng said.
"You can clean the house tomorrow, then. Moreover, her foot injury hasn't healed yet. It got purplish. I think you should check that too," Wu Jingyun said and which left Licheng in a worry.
He rushed to the room and slid open the door to enter. Xiana was lying on the mattress and shifted her gaze to the door.
