Chi Zaozao was utterly bewildered by Ye Que's behavior, feeling like a monk with two monks, unable to figure things out.
No matter what, he should have spoken nicely for a couple of sentences, even if he didn't speak, there was no need to slam the door so loudly!
Chi Zaozao wanted to open the door again and apologize to Wuhui, but was stopped by Ye Que, who pulled her straight to the big bed to sit down, glaring at her and said, "Don't worry about it, let's sleep!"
"But Wuhui..."
"Enough, I said don't worry about her, sleep."
He lifted the quilt and climbed onto the bed.
Chi Zaozao turned around to look at him, truly helpless and speechless, her face darkened as she said, "I also noticed, your temper has been very strange lately, can you tell me why?"
Even if you weren't angry at Wuhui, couldn't you have answered her nicely for a couple of sentences?
His reaction was really bizarre.
Chi Zaozao couldn't understand Ye Que, who suddenly became so inexplicable.
