Zhou Shengting came into the room, carrying things with him.
He could tell that Bai Lan was somewhat unhappy, and this discontent seemed to be directed solely at himself.
He must have done something wrong to upset her.
It looked like he, as a husband, needed to seriously reflect on his own behavior.
Bai Lan looked at her shopping trophies and felt like a weight had been lifted from her heart.
"Honey, what's wrong?" Zhou Shengting, unwilling to be neglected, called out in a pitiful voice.
"You don't have to entertain anyone tonight?" Bai Lan asked coldly while she put away her things.
Men who have affairs love to use business entertaining as an excuse, right?
No matter what kind of man, it seems the excuses are always the same.
"No, I had wanted to come home early to be with you, but you weren't at home," Zhou Shengting said, sounding somewhat like a whiny housewife.
"I don't need your company," Bai Lan said petulantly, almost implying, you can keep someone else company.