Liang Zixuan said expressionlessly, "I know that you're worried about me, that you're afraid of my wild thoughts when I'm alone, and that's why you keep searching for words to talk to me. But what you're saying is really annoying, and I'm really not in the mood to answer that. Hubby, I'm fine. Really, you don't have to rack your brain to find a topic to talk to me about. Maybe now, if you'll just leave me alone for a while, maybe I'll feel better."
Her words were very flat, without any fluctuations in tone.
Han Yuanjun could tell that it wasn't because she was angry, but because... Her heart was tired.
It was just as Liang Zixuan said. Everyone, including Old Madam Han, tried to find something trivial to talk about and asked her to answer.
And Han Yuanjun was just like Old Madam Han. He was worried about his wife, worried that she'd become depressed if she was left alone.
