It was like suddenly being drenched with a bucket of cold water; Ran Yu's heart felt utterly chilled.
She frowned and said, "Didn't you just say it looked good? Were you lying to me?"
Before Lu Ziheng could respond, Ran Yu "smack" slapped his hand away, "Tonight, you can forget about getting into my bed!"
Having said that, she turned and ran upstairs.
Lu Ziheng's brow furrowed, and just as he was about to follow her, he noticed that Mrs. Wang had come out of the kitchen, looking at him with a face full of concern, "Sir, have you been arguing with madam again?"
Lu Ziheng "cough cough" twice and said, "No."
Mrs. Wang however started to give advice, "Madam is still young, it's normal for her to throw a little tantrum sometimes. Sir, if you can yield, then yield a bit. Marriage is all about give and take, right... quarrel at the head of the bed and reconcile at the foot of it."
On and on she went, talking at length.
Lu Ziheng hooked up his lips into a smile, then sat back down.
