Sheng Qingxue thought carefully for a moment, then said, "We really haven't contacted much for several days. Mainly, I've been busy and overwhelmed, but surprises can't be announced beforehand. So when he asks me, I can only deflect the question. Is he angry?"
"I knew it!" Sheng Qianxia said, "Maybe he's just jealous!"
"Jealous... jealous? How is that possible!" Sheng Qingxue said, "He's definitely dealing with something, sis. What should I do? I'm really scared!"
"You, you'd rather believe he's in trouble than believe he's jealous? Is there anyone who doesn't trust her husband like this?" Sheng Qianxia said, exasperatedly rubbing her forehead. "Anyway, there's no time left. Since his phone works, messages should work too. Just send him a message saying you're at Ten Miles of Red Makeup and waiting for him."
"Ah?" Sheng Qingxue was surprised. "How could I do that? I'm perfectly fine, lying like this doesn't seem right..."
