It will not be happy to leave him

At four in the afternoon, Lingxuyao returned.

After looking around the room and not seeing anyone, he found her in the kitchen.

His wife, in an apron, was busy at the counter.

Lingxuyao walked over and held onto her hand that was holding onto the egg mixer.

The egg stirrer trembled slightly because it was too sudden. Jiang Shuxia almost lost hold of it and fell inside.

Lingxuyao supported her with his hands, his thin lips brushing past her earlobes, "What are you thinking about so absent-mindedly?"

Jiang Shuxia pursed her lips, looking at the eggs and flour that were bubbling, she shook her head, "It's all your fault, who let you do this so suddenly?"

Lingxuyao released his grip on her waist and placed his palm on her ear, "Don't take the old man's words to heart. Even if he really said something to you, don't take it to heart."