"That serious, hm?"
Wenxi's face flushed slightly as embarrassment flickered in her eyes.
'Grown-ups shouldn't act like this,' she thought, but that didn't stop her from puffing her cheeks, her pout deepening like a stubborn flower refusing to bloom.
Despite her inner thoughts, she snuggled closer, her delicate form nestling into Wang Xiao's chest as if seeking shelter from a strong breeze.
"Yes!" she huffed indignantly. "You visit so many women every day, but have no time for us? Hmm… you're so biased!" Her small hands clenched, fingers tightening as if she were grasping onto the last of her patience.
Wang Xiao couldn't help but chuckle. Since his return, most of his time had been spent attending to matters outside, and it was clear that Wenxi wasn't happy about it.
"Oh?" he asked teasingly, his tone light but mischievous. "So, you want to replace my women?"