Seeing that Zhang Hao couldn't answer her questions, He Qianhui didn't press him further.
After finishing her medication with her meal, Zhang Hao ladled out a bowl for her to cool at the side.
He Qianhui nestled on the couch watching TV, her favorite historical drama unfolding on the screen.
It had only started airing recently, featuring young and vibrant actors, both beautiful and dashing.
Zhang Hao, freshly bathed, noticed that He Qianhui hadn't gone to her room to rest and joined her in the living room to watch TV.
"You say you're better looking than these stars, why didn't you try your luck in showbiz?" he asked.
He Qianhui let out an "Aiya," "All you do is tease me, how can I compare myself with those stars?"
"They're all about charisma, and I'm just an ordinary woman," she said.
Hearing her say this, Zhang Hao pulled her into his embrace.
