Wen Nan's main body was upstairs by the guest room window, feasting on a dripping, bloody heart.
The feeling of fullness was instantly transmitted to his duplicate at the dinner table, making him look as if he had no appetite.
Sitting next to the duplicate, Zhuang Yichen thought he might have a small appetite and that the little incident with her friends before the dinner had affected his mood. So she asked timely, "Husband, are you too tired from work? How about we call it a night?"
Wen Nan naturally had no objections.
Zhuang Yichen stood up and, as the hostess, began to politely see off the guests.
Xiao Fei recalled that when the birthday person made a wish while blowing out the candles, they said they wanted to watch the stars with the one they cared about the most. She thought, if she left now, wouldn't that give advantage to Zhuang Yichen, the nominal wife from a marriage of convenience?
