June 21st, Saturday.
Today Yi Roujing needs to accompany Yi Weiliang to a matchmaking event, planned to leave the house on Bright Alley at eleven, but when she woke up, it was already 10:45.
Yi Roujing hurriedly got up, endured the soreness to dress, and when she saw the sporadic hickey marks on her neck in the full-length mirror, she was furious, "Ding Ancheng—"
The door opened on cue, Ding Ancheng walked in looking delighted, "Wife, let me give you a massage."
"Look at what you've done." Yi Roujing pointed at her neck, her face showing a hint of exasperation, "How am I supposed to meet people like this?"
"By Monday they'll definitely be gone." Ding Ancheng said earnestly and a bit flatteringly, "Let's not have meals at Anmin's place in the next two days, I'll make food for you myself."
"Ah—" Yi Roujing remembered, she hadn't told Ding Ancheng about accompanying Yi Weiliang today.
