Seeing him cook had shocked her, and she had involuntarily thought that maybe this was nice too.
She also remembered, the night before last, when he had received the scarf and behaved with satisfaction, happiness, and childlike glee.
And last night, he got angry because she took birth control pills—did he want her to have his child?
And him, drunk, tossing and turning in the bed, shouting her name...
Stop!
Wen Jiaren shook her head, not allowing herself to continue thinking.
Even if Mu Qian might actually like her a little, she couldn't be with him—she just couldn't!
"Sister, what are you standing there for, it's time to eat."
Wen Zian walked over to her as she stared blankly out from the balcony and called her.
Wen Jiaren snapped back to reality, answered Wen Zian, and followed him into the living room.
Lijiang Haohao
Mu Xiao looked at Mu Qian, who was expressionless, "Dad, why did you hang up the phone?"
He still had so much he wanted to say to Jiaren!
