"Honey, are you mad at me?"
After sending the message, Xia Weibao was very anxious.
It took quite a while before Lu Hualiang's message came back, "No."
Her brows furrowed even more tightly.
Just then, his message came in again, "You go to sleep first, I might be busy until quite late."
Xia Weibao glanced at the time, it was almost eleven o'clock, how could it not be late enough?
Although his messages seemed normal, she just felt that he was angry.
And it was directed at her.
But why? She hadn't done anything; why was he suddenly angry?
They say a woman's heart is like a needle at the bottom of the sea, but she felt that a man's heart was even more so.
Forget it, messages can't make things clear; she should just go to sleep.
Thinking about Lu Hualiang being angry made her restless, and she couldn't fall asleep.
It wasn't until the latter part of the night that she finally dozed off in a daze.
