Su Ningyan stepped around the pieces on the ground. "It's me, I'm back."
Hearing Su Ningyan's voice, Zhuo Junyue finally managed to suppress his anger a little. "You actually remembered to come back?"
This man, he had clearly approved her request. And besides, hadn't she returned right after dinner?
She set aside the dishes, and then carefully walked over. "I came back right after dinner. Uncle Lin told me you ate very little for dinner, can I feed you now?"
"No! What I eat is none of your business!"
A headache started in Zhuo Junyue as he vented his anger. Ironically, when he wanted Su Ningyan around, she was not there.
He had promised to allow her to return after dinner and had held back from sending the driver to pick her up early.
Su Ningyan was upset now too. She stood up and yelled at him, addressing him by both his first and last name.
"Zhuo Junyue, can't you stop being so childish? If you don't eat, how will you recover?"