"No," Lu Wanwan took a deep breath, she didn't need to insist on asking why someone disliked her.
Seeing his thoughtful eyes, she emphasized once more, "Really, there isn't."
"Okay," Gu Annan spoke softly, "Between husband and wife, don't hold grudges overnight. I'll go check if the porridge is ready."
Lu Wanwan's mouth hung open, what did he just say?
After a whole night, although she hadn't had the energy to think too much, she did come to a realization upon waking up in the morning.
But there was nothing wrong with Gu Annan, was there?
"The porridge isn't ready, I'll call you when it is," he walked out of the kitchen, one hand tucked into the pocket of his casual pajamas, "You haven't washed your face yet."
She quickly swallowed the cake in her mouth. She thought he was going to continue sleeping, so she ran out without washing her face.
Probably scorned, was she going to turn into a yellow-faced woman so quickly?
