Fang Anning returned home.
Upon entering, Mrs. Chen quietly asked her, "Wife, where have you been again? Why are you coming back so late?"
"Is sir back?" Fang Anning asked.
Mrs. Chen said, "He's been back for a while. Knowing you were not yet home, he looked quite displeased. He hasn't eaten and has been waiting for you at the dinner table."
Fang Anning frowned, puzzled. What was he waiting for her for?
Nevertheless, she quickly changed her shoes and went over.
As expected, she saw He Tingchen sitting on the chair, his face stern as King Yan's, expressionless and frightening.
She glanced at a table full of delicious food and asked with an awkward smile, "You've been waiting for me to have dinner? Thank you, but next time you don't have to wait for me; you can eat first."
"Where did you go?" the man asked coldly.
Fang Anning glanced at Mrs. Chen, who quickly slipped away.
