Returning to the bedroom, Wei Anning considerately went to draw a bath for him. Leng Youchen followed her into the bathroom, watching her as she bent over to run water into the bathtub, his gaze deepening gradually.
Unexpectedly, some thoughts flashed through his mind, casting a shadow over his expression.
The words spoken by Leng Yanbo echoed in his ears, and although he had responded with composure, now faced with his wife, he suddenly felt restless and irritable.
Leng Youchen wheeled over, closing the distance, "You really don't understand?"
Wei Anning's cheeks were so hot they almost caught fire. She stammered, "The, the water is ready, go, go ahead and take your bath."
Having said that, she avoided his hawk-like gaze and fled in a panic.
Leng Youchen watched her escape-like figure, his eyes growing even deeper and more enigmatic.
