Luna returned home to find Leng Liewei sitting on the sofa reading a book, his glasses framed with gold, giving him an air of elegance and nobility. Luna put down her bag and sat beside Leng Liewei, her warm body brushing against his arm.
Leng Liewei glanced up at his pretty wife and tightened his nose, "Did you drink?"
"Yes." Luna replied weakly.
Leng Liewei stood up, tossed the book aside, and got into bed, "Wash up and sleep."
Unwilling to give up, Luna stood up and then moved closer again, "Old Leng, we haven't…"
"I'm not in the mood now." Leng Liewei took off his glasses, "Who did you meet today?"
Seeing Leng Liewei's indifferent expression, Luna could only give up and stood up to change clothes, "It was Qi Hui. She looked for me." Then she sneered, "Foolish idiot, wasted a perfectly good opportunity."
Leng Liewei frowned deeply at Luna, "Don't go looking for Bai Yiran's trouble lately, provoking Leng Yichen does no one any good."
