It wasn't until his anger gradually dissipated that he realized he had indeed been somewhat ambiguous with Lu Qi these past two days. He hadn't dealt with Lu Qi's flirtations in time, and that was indeed his fault.
At midnight, Gong Xuan looked up at Wen Yan's room, wondering whether that carefree woman could sleep or not.
With a snap! He threw the half-smoked cigarette onto the ground outside, picked up the phone he had previously thrown, and sent Wen Yan a WeChat message: [Wife, I'm still downstairs. If you're not angry anymore, come down and let's talk face to face.]
Upstairs.
Wen Yan hadn't fallen asleep.
Even if she usually had a broad mind, she couldn't sleep right away after the spat she just had with Gong Xuan.
Hearing the notification from WeChat on her phone, Wen Yan picked up the phone to take a look. Seeing that the message was from Gong Xuan, she tossed the phone aside without dealing with it, ignoring his message.
