Song Guanchao turned his head slightly, looking puzzled: "What's wrong?"
Wen Ru said, "You're not in the right mood."
Song Guanchao touched his face: "Is it that obvious?"
"It's quite obvious," Wen Ru said. "Actually, you're not someone who can hide things."
Song Guanchao sighed. He thought his ability to control his emotions was still relatively strong.
How come in her eyes, it seems like everything in his heart is written on his face?
"It's nothing."
"Oh."
He didn't want to speak, and Wen Ru didn't ask.
Accompanying him out of the building, Wen Ru said, "Come over for dinner tonight."
It was a statement, not a question.
"A friend is coming over and I need to host her tonight."
"Then come over after dinner, I'll wait for you."
After saying that, Wen Ru turned and went back.
Song Guanchao suddenly felt that she had changed a lot.
She wasn't like this before, and wouldn't speak to him in such a tone.
