Xu Wanzhi had no intention of dwelling on this matter, shrugging indifferently. It was only natural to defend oneself when someone had come to their doorstep.
“You—have changed.”
Seeing his cold expression, Qu Xiaojue slowly stood up, staring directly at him and uttering these words.
“As you can see,” Xu Wanzhi shrugged again, responding with the same phrase, unwilling to argue or explain.
“Is your attitude because you’re angry with me?”
“Hmm? You’re overthinking.”
Qu Xiaojue’s eyebrows moved, suddenly looking fierce. Xu Wanzhi stood by the door, her expression calm and unperturbed.
“Very well,” she sighed vaguely, no longer looking at him. She turned and entered the inner room, rustling sounds emerging. Xu Wanzhi had recently become familiar with this sound. Qu Xiaojue was tired from her journey, and what she needed most now was probably to bathe, change, and rest.
Halfway through undressing, with her shoulders feeling slightly sore, she remembered her husband’s massage skills and called out, “Come in.”
There was no movement from beyond the screen. She restrained herself and called again, “A’wan, come in!”
Still, no footsteps moved. Xu Wanzhi casually chose a small path and walked leisurely. However, this delay meant it was almost noon, and though it wasn’t her body being scorched, she was still feeling the heat.
The Qu family’s garden was vast. With the young Miss Xu’s mysterious tendency to get lost, and Qi’er following her more or less closely these days, she didn’t feel particularly concerned. Suddenly feeling lazy, she saw a lotus pavilion about ten meters away, with cypress trees lining the path. She walked directly there, sprawling on a stone bench to gaze at the scenery.
With flowers and leaves, the air quite fresh, accompanied by intermittent bird calls, it was truly a natural place for a spring nap. Xu Wanzhi’s drowsiness deepened, and she simply laid her hands down and fell asleep.
The dream was a beautiful modern fantasy – her beloved family, her familiar life, her inherent habits…
“Daddy, daddy—”
“Hmm?” In her confusion, a pair of small hands with gentle strength pushed her arm. Xu Wanzhi’s brow furrowed as she opened her eyes, sliding past unfamiliar scenery before landing on the small person beside her.
