Chapter 73 I'll cook you a bowl of noodles
Night had fallen, and lights were shining in every household.
Having hung the rag in the bathroom, Cheng Su finally sat down on a small stool to rest, cradling half a cup of water in her hands. She gazed around at the loneliness of the room and felt somewhat dazed.
One person, one room—it was as if she had returned to her previous life, coming home after a day's work to tranquility and serenity.
Indeed, it was only when she saw him that she deeply felt her married status; aside from that, Cheng Su hadn't fully stepped into the role, especially when Qi Taiguo was away.
But when would that guy return, and was everything alright?
Cheng Su glanced at the door to the room where Qi Taiguo usually slept, pursed her lips, put down her cup, and twisted the doorknob to enter.
The room, even smaller than the master bedroom, contained only a bivouac. The light green thin blanket was folded neatly at the foot of the bed.