Today, Leng Zimo was clearly acting out of character, especially when he played the piano and sang. Luo Xiaoqian, being someone who understood music, could clearly sense the repressed sorrow in his heart from his music and singing.
Something must have happened, otherwise, he wouldn't be like this.
He raised his hand to hold hers, turned sideways to look at her, and pecked gently on her lips, "No, it's just that I've been a bit tired lately. I really want to give myself a break."
Luo Xiaoqian lifted her hand to pinch his nose, "A husband who lies to his wife is not a good husband, you know!"
Then, what about a husband who can't protect his wife and lets her be hurt and sad?!
Leng Zimo felt a pang in his heart, yet he still wore a smile, "Do you think I would lie to you?"
