Tianxue clenched her fist, wanting to ask him why he was fussing about everything. Was he going through a midlife crisis? But, recalling his previous reaction, she chickened out. If he was to start again with his nitpicking, her ears would have blisters.
Mu Tiancheng kept on, so she reluctantly turned to Wanqing for help. Seeing her desperate look, Wanqing quickly interrupted Mu Tiancheng, "What should we eat for supper?"
"Isn't it a bit too early for supper? It's only eight o'clock."
Tianxue grumbled, "It was you who said we should eat!"
"Let's eat then!" Mu Tiancheng second-guessed himself. Did he say something too harsh, and make the little princess unhappy? He couldn't afford that! He had to pamper the little princess wisely to forestall the guys outside.
The three of them went for a barbecue. Perhaps not hungry enough, they ate slowly. After eating, Wanqing packed some food and went to visit Isabella, while Tianxue accompanied Mu Tiancheng to find a hotel.
