Gong Ruwen was curled up on the couch reading a book. Hearing the door open, he looked up and saw Zhao Xuran carrying quite a few bags.
"You're carrying so much, why don't you let Ni Zi carry some?"
"They're so grown up already, don't they know the elevator is broken today?"
Don't be misled by Gong Ruwen's constant remarks about how Gong Ruini doesn't know how to work, the smile in his eyes showed that he truly appreciated Zhao Xuran not letting Ni Zi carry things.
Zhao Xuran dodged Gong Ruwen's attempt to help him. Though he was tired, as a man, he couldn't complain about being tired or stressed.
The more important thing was, "Ni Zi's mood isn't great."
Zhao Xuran was honestly full of regret. He truly hadn't expected that his casual remark would cause Ni Zi's mood to be all sorts of upset.
Being upset is one thing, but if she'd at least gotten angry, it would be better. However, this girl stubbornly didn't lose her temper, she just looked so distracted and lost.
