Her tone was light as the breeze, yet the man could keenly pick up a hint of dissatisfaction.
Inside the vast and quiet airport VIP lounge, Mu Yuchen held onto the railing with one hand while his deep gaze looked through the tinted windows at the landing airplanes. A faint curve flashed across his handsome face while he quietly listened to the woman's unhappy complaints. He did not immediately respond, so the two of them stayed quiet for a while.
Xi Xiaye waited for a while and when he did not answer, she asked softly again, "Why aren't you saying anything?"
He then chuckled, his deep voice as calm as water and containing a hint of warmth. "I'd like to hear what is it that made you doubt your husband's loyalty, Missus."