Without the anticipated storm and fury, Zheng Haoyu raised his eyebrows, took Su Nian's mobile phone, took a quick look at it, noticed the gaming app still open, and gravely handed it back to her, "Wife, always feel free to pry."
Su Nian looked blankly at Zheng Haoyu, unsure of what was going on. Was this the calm before the storm?
She couldn't forget the last time she accidentally touched his phone. He was furious, nearly to the point of tearing her apart.
"I-I only dialed Zhang Yuan's number, because I was hungry and wanted to distract myself by playing a game," Su Nian glanced at Zheng Haoyu's expression. She didn't dare to take the phone he was placing in her hand as if it was a hot potato.
Zheng Haoyu's finger gently brushed her cute nose and said tenderly, "Silly girl, where are your thoughts wandering off to? I am all the more thrilled to have you pry. Why would I ever get angry at you?"
