Luo Shuxiu and Liu Zhizhong were both dumbfounded, but there was nothing they could persuade.
For Qian Xuan's abnormality, both seemed to be aware that waiting for him to vent was the only solution.
So, Liu Zhizhong helplessly smoked and drank tea.
Luo Shuxiu handed Qian Xuan a tissue, which was probably the most she could do as a wife.
However, Qian Xuan slapped Luo Shuxiu's hand away with a snap, so loud!
Luo Shuxiu's hand hurt, and the tissue fluttered to the ground.
Seeing this, Liu Zhizhong's heart inexplicably ached as he clearly felt Luo Shuxiu's pain. Her expression said it all.
However, all Liu Zhizhong could do was gently tap Luo Shuxiu's foot under the table, clearly telling her to endure, to not erupt, to manage her emotions.
Luo Shuxiu truly had a tacit understanding; she got it with a single touch and silently lowered her head, ignoring everything while looking at her swelling right wrist.
