"You made it yourself?" Chu Heng's voice was a little hoarse as he looked at Ye Muyu with a burning gaze.
"Not really, but I made some of them." Ye Muyu put down the lunchbox and said, "You should go. I won't delay you any longer."
With that, she took a step back.
Chu Heng wanted to say, 'You're not delaying me,' but he really could not say these words in front of outsiders and in broad daylight.
He looked at her tenderly. "If there's anything, tell Lu Chuan to tell me. Don't worry. I'm here."
"... Alright." Ye Muyu looked at Chu Heng who was so gentle. If she ignored his eyes, she could still be indifferent.
Ye Muyu knew that the other party was looking at her as his wife, but she could not remain calm.
Her eyes flashed, and she quickly lowered his head to hide the change in his emotions. "You should leave quickly. Nothing will happen at home."
"Yes," Chu Heng said no more.
