"Huh? It's so late. Aren't Jing Er and his wife asleep yet?" Jie Jingjue couldn't help but ask.
He was in the dark about the situation with Jing Er's wife, but Qin Xiang knew. Qin Xiang shot a quick glance at Mr. Xie and patted Jie Jingjue's shoulder. "Uncle, Jing Wu, I'm heading back to my room."
"I'm heading to my room too," Jie Jingjue said, stretching. He walked toward his room, guided by the moonlight.
Mr. Xie had wanted to go to Jing Er's door and yell for the couple to stop fighting. But on second thought, he decided against it. 'Couples fight, but they always make up,' he thought. 'What business is it of mine to get involved?'
Mr. Xie slowed his pace, tiptoeing back to his room. Afraid of disturbing his wife, he didn't turn on the light, instead feeling his way toward the bed in the dark.
