When Lu Xize saw Chu Yao come back wearing makeup, and when he heard her say, "It was fine," his heart was genuinely thrown into turmoil.
This was not the Chu Yao he knew.
His Yaoyao was the kind of person who would cry in his arms all night over the slightest grievance.
His Yaoyao was the kind of person who, if bullied, would insist on dragging him along to stand up for her.
Even though she was grown up and more mature now, no longer as childish as she used to be, Lu Xize still didn't believe she was the type to deliberately hide things from him.
But now, that's exactly what she was doing.
Lu Xize squeezed the sponge, staring at the suds in the sink. He had immediately taken action on her behalf. He'd made her favorite food, prepared a small gift and a comedy movie—he'd thought of so many ways to cheer her up.
