“Alright, you go to bed first. I’ll be out in a bit,” Lu Chen said, giving Mo Nuan’s hand a reassuring squeeze.

Mo Nuan nodded. “Okay.”

She got up, still fuming, and stormed out of the study. In her haste, she accidentally bumped into the door, letting out a muffled “ouch.”

Lu Chen rushed over, gently pulling her hand away from her forehead. He saw that it was already swelling. It reminded him of their first time sharing a bed, when she had also bumped into the headboard. He couldn’t help but smile despite his concern. “You really need to pay more attention when you walk.”

“I’m so angry,” Mo...