Mo Nuan smiled and started to use her chopsticks. She had experienced his cooking skills before, which were naturally excellent. Even a simple bowl of noodles tasted delicious.

The bathroom mirror was fogged up with steam. Mo Nuan casually scribbled on it with her hand, and upon closer inspection, one could see the words "the consequences of impulsiveness." Her emotions at the moment were complex—not regret, but rather nervousness and frustration. She was annoyed with herself for having the courage to hastily marry a man she had just met, yet she lacked even the most basic preparations between husband and wife.

Mo Nuan pinched her cheeks in front of the...