At three in the afternoon, Jiang Muwan awoke from her sleep, tormented by a cold and stuffy nose, with the first action upon waking being to grab a tissue and blow her nose.
Just at that moment, Gu Jiangnian's call came in.
She answered, her voice buzzing, sounding even worse to the ear than when at Gu Mansion.
The man anxiously asked, "Why has it gotten worse?"
"The Capital is colder than C City," Jiang Muwan shifted the blame to the weather.
"Don't you know to wear more when it's cold?" said Gu Jiangnian, his voice rising in volume, heavily laced with displeasure.
"Am I stupid?" Perhaps because she felt unwell, Jiang Muwan also ran out of patience, retorting loudly, completely forgetting how she had begged her parents on her return.
"What's wrong?" Song Rong entered, just in time to hear Jiang Muwan's loud retort, yet she advised softly before approaching, "Let's speak kindly."
That sentence came with a soft reminder.
