"Let's talk about it next time! Goodnight, fake girlfriend." Ye Hao smiled and turned to leave...
He muttered to himself, is this fake wife turning into a real one? With that thought, Ye Hao walked even faster, feeling like a pair of sorrowful eyes were watching him from behind...
Indeed, Xia Zhu felt quite resentful watching Ye Hao leave without any reaction to her kiss. She cursed him inwardly as a cowardly jerk, even wondering if she would be less angry if Ye Hao had some of those indecent thoughts he confessed to pondering before.
With such thoughts, she blushed and chastised herself for having such wild imaginations.
Xia Zhu's mother watched Ye Hao leave from the window on the fourth floor, feeling quite disappointed. How she wished her daughter would keep Ye Hao around! But she found some small comfort in the fact that her daughter at least kissed Ye Hao...
