I don’t know if it was because the space in the car was too dark, or if Wen Lu didn’t pay attention. He didn’t notice that Tong Yao was holding his stomach and there were beads of sweat dripping from his forehead during the whole process.

It's getting late.

When he got home, Wen Lu directly carried Tong Yao upstairs.

She smelled too much of alcohol, her black and white suit was wrinkled, her makeup was dull, and her hair was messy.

Wen Lu saw the drunken nursery rhyme for the first time and frowned deeply: "You go take a bath."

"I know……"

"Tongyong, look at you like this, you don't have the slightest bit of dignity as a wife and a mother." Wen Lu was furious and pulled her to the European-style white mirror in the bathroom, "Look at yourself! Take a good look! You are not human."

It's like a ghost but not a ghost! Nursery rhyme, I'm warning you, if you do it again..."

Wen Lu's breath caught in his throat.

Tong Yao looked at herself in the mirror quietly. The face in the mirror was pale and her makeup was messy. Tong Yao almost didn't recognize herself, so she raised her hand to clean the mirror.

Is this her?

"What are you doing?" Wen Luo stopped her with an ugly face, "How much wine did you drink at night? Next time, don't go out to work for me again!"

"I know, I know, it's not allowed to drink, I know... don't talk about me anymore... you won't be happy no matter what I do..."

It seemed that no matter what she did, it was wrong in his eyes.

In fact, she knew clearly in her heart that he had no feelings for her.

This truth... is extremely hurtful. Every time I think of it, my heart feels like it's been cut out with a knife, it hurts.

Tong Yao's hand fell down weakly, lowered his head, his eyelashes trembled slightly, his shoulders also trembled, he bit his lip and didn't say another word to him.

"Can you take a shower?" he asked.

"I can..." Tong Yao pushed him, "You go out, I want to take a shower."

"Okay, I'll go out."

Wen Lu stepped back, and just as he was about to go out, Tong Yao blinked her misty eyes and asked, "Is Mo Mo sleeping?"

"Sleep."

"oh."

She closed the door.

Wen Lu was locked out by her, and she still felt unhappy.

He had already taken a bath long ago and smelled of alcohol because of the nursery rhyme. Wen Lu had a mysophobia, so he had to go to the bathroom next door and take another bath.

When he came out, the nursery rhymes had not yet come out, and the water in the bathroom made a "swishing" sound.

Wen Lu knocked on the door: "Nurse rhyme, have you washed it?"

No response.

Wen Lu knocked on the door several more times, but there was still no response.

He broke in!

White mist enveloped the entire bathroom, making it look like a fairyland on earth. Water was dripping on the white tiles. In the depths of the bathroom, nursery rhymes stood and took a bath.

Seeing him come in, she panicked and quickly wrapped herself in a bath towel: "Get out."

Wen Lu saw everything that should be seen. Seeing her posture, he couldn't help but sneer: "Tongyao, what have I not seen in you? As for?"

Nursery Rhyme stamped her feet anxiously: "Can you get out?"

"Why didn't you respond when I called you?"

"I don't want to reply to you."

"..." Wen Lu suddenly choked up and couldn't refute a word.

He looked at her hard several times before making up for the loss he suffered in his words.

Under the hazy mist, the nursery rhyme's wet hair was spread out, like a fairy taking a bath in the fairyland of Yaochi, with a flushed face.

Wen Lu finished reading before leaving, turning around and closing the door for her.

I really don’t know what this woman is being pretentious about.

Is he still her husband?
Chapter completed!