Lu Zhenyu wanted to say something more, but Lu Lingxiao no longer gave him the chance.
He turned and started to leave, but only a few steps away, he stopped, came back to pick up the glass of wine, smiled, and raised it towards Song Musen before leaving.
Watching Lu Lingxiao's seemingly carefree demeanor, Lu Zhenyu was truly infuriated.
If it weren't for Song Musen's presence, the teacup he had picked up and then set down might have already been thrown.
To quell his anger, Lu Zhenyu gave Song Musen a look and then, without another word, left the living room.
In the living room, only Song Musen remained, so quiet that it seemed possible to hear the wind outside.
His fists clenched tightly, he just couldn't relax them.
…
Ye Xi's flight was delayed due to a snowstorm, and by the time she got home, it was already dark.
She was really hungry, and with the weather affecting delivery times, she simply cooked herself some instant noodles.
