Every night, Yue Lian always ensured that Zi Wei was resting before she went to sleep. Tonight, she saw that Zi Wei was not in the room. Clad in a cloak, she waited at the entrance of the inn for a full two hours, her nose turning red from the chilling blast of the late spring cold.
When Zi Wei returned and saw her, her pretty face flushed red, he remarked, "It's very cold tonight."
A surge of joy burst through Yue Lian's heart, "It's not cold, now that you're back. Let's go upstairs and rest."
Zi Wei responded, "Mmm."
He went upstairs with Yue Lian, and because he avoided contact with others, Yue Lian had reserved the entire third floor for them both. She listened intently to the sound of his footsteps, observing his expressions.
When he was about to return to his room, she gently spoke, "Hubby, did you meet someone tonight?"
Zi Wei's expression tonight was different from his usual cold demeanor.
