Dong Huiying stood by the bed, Liang Zhichen lying on it. They locked eyes with each other, his expression cold, hers bewildered. After a good long silence, she tentatively asked, "Are you angry?" He pursed his lips, "Liar!" Then he rolled over again, facing the inside of the bed, showing his back to her. Alright, it seems this man genuinely got upset by her. "I just went out for a little bit?" She whispered, "I thought you were asleep. I was planning to come back before you woke up. Could you... could you just pretend I went to the bathroom, okay?" After another silence, he continued to face away from her, his words sharp as knives with a hint of self-mockery. "Altogether one hour and a half, the trip to the bathroom the wife took sure was long. Or maybe the wife fell into the bathroom? Why not say you got lost on your way to the bathroom and couldn’t find your way back, that’s why you were delayed so long?" Indeed brothers! Even their way of confronting people is identical. She then thought of Shu Yu, that fellow also quite sarcastic. But Zhi Chen... It seems this is the first time he has targeted her so sharply? She rubbed her temples, then helplessly asked, "What exactly are you angry about? Can’t we get along well, without all this sarcasm?" After speaking, her momentum dwindled down. "I know I was wrong, I promised you to stay here and not leave, but I did go out... How about you punch me? Vent your anger, and after you’re done, can we reconcile?" But the man still had his back to her, "I wouldn’t dare." He snorted, then closed his eyes. Dong Huiying halted completely. In this world, women don’t get their periods unless a resurgence occurs. But men? Men eat life fruit to give birth, so do they have a few days of "uncle period" every month? And was she just rushing to collide head-on with Zhi Chen’s "uncle period" days? She was utterly confused, thinking about some nonsensical things. After a long time, she sat down by the bed, looking at the man turned away from her, feeling both speechless and amused. "Don’t be angry, alright?" She reached out a small hand and poked his waist gently. The man pursed his lips, then rested his head on his arms, his body curled up like a shrimp. His muffled voice sounded, "I know... you don’t care about me." He continued, "If you want to return, then go back. Shu Yu is your husband, and I... heh, what do I count as? Just occupying this body, otherwise you wouldn’t even want to glance at me." Dong Huiying: "..." What on earth is this guy up to, what nonsense is he thinking? She gritted her teeth, unable to hold back anymore, and reached out her claws, pinching his ear, making the man wince in pain but successfully pulling him up. "What ridiculous thoughts are you having!!" His ears hurt too much, he held them innocently, sitting before her. Before he could speak, he heard her lion’s roar. "Can you stop being so stubborn? Didn’t we already talk this through before?" She was puzzled why even she had figured it out, and didn’t care about him grabbing her neck twice, so what exactly was he struggling with here!?