Staring at Qiu Ruoxi at this moment, Ye Xunhuan's breathing slowly became somewhat erratic: "Wife, are you... are you okay?"
Qiu Ruoxi, just like before, shook her head very calmly: "I'm fine, you've been busy for a few days, get some rest early!"
With that, Qiu Ruoxi didn't say anything more and headed upstairs.
At the moment of turning around, Ye Xunhuan only felt that Qiu Ruoxi was so indifferent, indifferent as if they had returned to the past, returned to that state where they were like fire and water, to that life where they lived separately, not caring about each other.
The more Qiu Ruoxi was like this, the more suppressed and uneasy Ye Xunhuan felt.
Not only Ye Xunhuan; even if it were someone else, it would probably be the same.
Ye Xunhuan took a deep breath, then went upstairs.
When Ye Xunhuan came upstairs and entered the bedroom, Qiu Ruoxi was not in the bedroom, which made Ye Xunhuan realize that she probably went to the study.
