Wen Rufeng looked at her daughter-in-law's face, which had turned cold again, feeling particularly uncomfortable. It wasn't just anger; it was that her daughter-in-law no longer looked at her with admiration, which truly upset her. "I really wasn't suspicious of you, about what happened just now."
An Ning didn't respond. "..." Whether there was suspicion or not, she had to know in her heart.
Seeing her daughter-in-law still ignoring her, Wen Rufeng continued. "It's late at night, and there was suddenly some noise. It's understandable that I was worried about you, right?"
"Go to sleep, I understand." An Ning replied.
"Alright then!"
Wen Rufeng's good temper was also wearing thin. She had already softened her stance, yet An Ning remained relentless.
Seriously.
Wen Rufeng returned to her room, where Yu Feng was lying under the covers, leaning against the headboard watching her.
His eyes were full of reproach, as if she were a troublemaking old lady.
