I'll wait for Si Ye to come in and ask him about it.
It's not that she was overly suspicious, but the tone of that woman last night seemed rather hostile.
One way or another, a woman calling late at night during his wedding night must be problematic.
Even the most indifferent women would be sensitive about such matters, let alone Chen Zhi, who was inherently sensitive.
Having emerged from the bathroom, Si Ye entered the bedroom as well. He had put on his trousers and was fastening the buttons on his shirt.
Chen Zhi walked over to take over the task from him, helping him fasten each platinum button, then straightening his clothes for him. Her movements were natural, as if they had been a married couple for many years.
The corners of Si Ye's mouth curled up into a smile as he kissed her on the forehead, "Wife, good morning."
Chen Zhi let out a laugh, "It's more like good afternoon now."
