Lin Liuliu put more food in her bowl, noticing she had barely eaten tonight.
Su Ningyan reluctantly ate some, then, after bathing with An An, she returned to her room early.
She was beginning to loathe her current state, staying at home all day and acting like a resentful woman.
She looked at herself in the mirror and couldn't help but touch her face.
Her skin seemed to have become smoother during her stay with the Zhuo family.
It was nothing like her time overseas.
However, she inexplicably felt less confident.
Zhuo Junyue, heir to the Zhuo family's billion-dollar empire, was fluent in multiple languages.
Was he growing tired of her now?
Su Ningyan took a deep breath. They say women who stay at home for too long turn into domestic goddesses, always sticking close to their husband.
Any man would eventually find it tiresome, right?
No, she must find a new job.
Even if she didn't work at the Zhuo Group, she was skilled in translation and could find a job in that field.
