Wang Ma had already prepared lunch, but being thoughtful as she was, she never went to knock on the door.
Therefore, when she saw Pei Yuanchen and Ziyi come out of the bedroom so quickly, she showed a surprised expression.
Her gaze fell on Pei Yuanchen, with some suspicion and dissatisfaction.
What the suspicion was, and what the dissatisfaction was, went without saying.
Pei Yuanchen gritted his teeth, yet he couldn't open his mouth to explain, and could only endure silently.
"Wang Ma, is lunch ready?" Ziyi asked.
"Yes, yes." Wang Ma smiled at her, "Young lady, would you like to eat now?"
"Yes." Ziyi nodded, looking somewhat listless.
After all, she claimed that she was "unfulfilled."
Pei Yuanchen remained cold-faced.
Speaking of being unfulfilled, he's the one truly suffering from it.
And yet, this woman dared to complain?
At the dining table, Ziyi ate a bite of food and glanced at the man opposite her.
Pei Yuanchen ignored her gaze and ate with a blank expression.
