Seeing that he was about to lose his temper again, Cecilia Adler quickly said, "I actually think it looks better without it."
Ian Quincy's eyes filled with shock. 'Does this mean my wife likes me best?'
'Her being with that other person must be because she has no other choice.'
'Because if she angers that person, and that person goes crazy and harms this body, he will be hurt too.'
The old lady noticed Ian Quincy's strange behavior and tactfully changed the subject, "The noodles are ready."
Cecilia Adler filled a bowl with noodles. After Ian Quincy finished eating, she washed the kitchenware, said goodbye to the old lady, and rode home on the back of his bicycle.
There wasn't a single person on the road. She told Ian Quincy about her experience doing business over the past few days, including the details of today's deal.
Ian Quincy admired her courage. "If it were me, I probably would've given up after being rejected just once. You actually went to so many different places."
