"Pfft~" He Zhilan couldn't help but laugh, casting a glance at He Teng, who marched off to the room pretending he hadn't heard a thing. Has this always composed man ever been this impatient?
While He Zhilan was cooking, Chen Ya'nan kept sticking around and chatting with her, which ended up with Chen Ya'nan outright having dinner at He Family residence, ignoring her parents' calls to return home.
The young lady seemed to have endless topics to talk about; she kept chatting while He Zhilan was cooking, continued talking while they were eating, and didn't stop even when He Zhilan was resting in the living room after washing dishes, not allowing He Teng a moment to speak alone with his wife.
By the time Chen Ya'nan went back across the street after nine, He Teng's face was dark and gloomy. At that moment, he deeply regretted why he hadn't chosen a dormitory far away from Chen Family when he had the chance.
