The sound of a car engine starting echoed from outside, and Ye Jiuliang hooked her lips in a slight smile.
"Achen's acting is quite good, nearly catching up to Aqian."
She withdrew her gaze to look at Gu Xinuo, her eyes faintly red and unusually vulnerable.
Ye Jiuliang blinked, a trace of guilt bubbling up from within.
"Anuo, it has nothing to do with you. He's just going out to stay for a couple of days; he'll be back soon."
Gu Xinuo hung her head, her nasal voice heavy, "Ajiu, he's really angry."
"That's not true; he said he's only going out to stay for a few days. If he doesn't come back, I'll personally go and drag him back." Ye Jiuliang reached out and ruffled her hair, "I'll go make you some instant noodles."
That was the only thing she knew how to cook.
Gu Xinuo remained silent, just staring blankly at the empty doorway.
...
"Knock, knock, knock—"
The knocking at the door was both urgent and fierce.
In the spacious living room, not a single person was in sight.
