I didn't get to eat, spent money, the woman ran away, and I lost so much face.
When Fengmian got home, his face was as dark as the bottom of a pot.
And just at that moment, Xiaotong acted as if she hadn't seen a thing, sidling over and asking in a pinched tone.
"Fengmian, why are you home so late?"
"The food is cold, should I heat it up for you?"
Xiaotong's voice was always ordinary; if he hadn't seen her fierce side, Fengmian used to find her gentle voice quite pleasant before.
But ever since he saw her other side, Fengmian couldn't stand Xiaotong's voice; especially now when she was speaking in a deliberately soft manner, it gave him goosebumps.
Without responding to the attentive Xiaotong, he went straight to the room, planning to think about how to win back Cheng Yuan.
As for Xiaotong, since she was pregnant, Fengmian intended to wait until she delivered the baby and then see how things would go.
