972 Hold Her, Comfort Her

"How do you know?" Luosang buried her forehead in her palm. 

"Many TV shows tell a similar story." Based on Luosang's tone of speaking, Mo Liuxi figured that he was right. Somehow, he felt a little uncomfortable. 

He knew Yan Su had an ex-boyfriend, but never thought that she had sacrificed so much for him. 

What kind of man, made her so obsessed? 

Luosang felt speechless. She almost forgot that her husband was good at acting, and her brother was a director.

"Maybe you should talk to Su about it. It's her business after all," she said. 

"All right. Cliché." Mo Liuxi snorted coldly. 

...

"Mo Liuxi threw his phone, still feeling very uncomfortable. 

The next morning, he knocked on her door. Yan Su answered the door, again with two huge dark circles under her eyes. Seeing him, she said, "I'm sorry. I didn't make congee. I plan to have breakfast at school later."