The two arrived home still in the midst of their sulk, neither willing to pay attention to the other.
Wen Mian was the first to enter the bedroom to prepare for bed, followed by a gloomy-faced Pei Zhiyao.
Only after Wen Mian had finished did Pei Zhiyao go to wash up without a sideways glance.
There was a sense of déjà vu of a quarreling couple forced to live together nonetheless.
"Thump, thump, thump"
The knocking from downstairs began.
Pei Zhiyao turned to enter the bathroom, apparently not hearing the noise.
Since it was the weekend and the household staff were off, Wen Mian had no choice but to go downstairs to open the door herself.
But the moment she opened the door, she immediately locked eyes with Pei Qingqing.
The shock in the other's eyes was equally evident.
For a moment, the air seemed to carry a few seconds of silence and embarrassment.
"What are you doing here?."
"That's what I should be asking you!"
Pei Qingqing barged in, angrily grabbing Wen Mian's wrist.
