When Huo Jingting returned, it was already late at night.
Gu Nanqiao hadn't rested well; each time she just fell asleep, Little Douya would wake her up.
Her heart was filled with irritation from fatigue, and just as she managed to lull the baby to sleep, Huo Jingting came home.
The sound of the door opening rang out, and Gu Nanqiao looked up. Upon seeing his figure, she instantly felt like she had found a way to vent her pent-up frustration.
"You still remember to come back?"
Huo Jingting was taken aback, seemingly surprised by her reproachful tone.
He thought that until her emotional knot was untied, even seeing him, she'd give him the cold shoulder.
Huo Jingting closed the bedroom door behind him and walked in, saying, "This is my home. How could I not come back?"
Seeing his calm demeanor, Gu Nanqiao felt uncomfortable, and she picked up the pillow behind her and threw it at him forcefully.
Huo Jingting didn't expect her sudden action and got hit steadily.
