Xie Xiao arrived home to find that Luo Yanran, who had said she would be working late at the law firm today, was already home.
Hearing the sound of the door opening, she excitedly ran over.
As soon as Xie Xiao walked in, he smelled the scent of instant noodles and couldn't help but frown, "Didn't you eat? Eating instant noodles?"
If he had known, he wouldn't have agreed to dine with Yan Shi and listen to gossip; accompanying his wife for a meal was more important.
Luo Yanran blinked, she had actually finished eating a while ago, and the house had already been ventilated by opening the windows and turning on the exhaust fan.
But the aroma of instant noodles was always particularly strong.
Indeed, Xie Xiao had still smelled it.
She said innocently, "I just suddenly felt like eating it, didn't I say I wanted some the other day too? You were the one who wouldn't let me."
