Wen Wan glared at the man before leaving the study and returning to her own room.
"Mom, what's wrong?" Xiaoguai saw that Wen Wan looked displeased, so he asked with concern, "Did you argue with him again?"
Wen Wan shook her head, stroking her chin in thought, she couldn't always be at his mercy.
"Do you want to sleep with him?" Wen Wan suddenly turned around and asked her son.
Xiaoguai paused, then shook his head, and then shook it again.
"Then wait." Wen Wan revealed a mysteriously smug smile, then turned and left the room, heading towards the man's bedroom.
The man was not there, and this was Wen Wan's first time entering here. She went to the bathroom first and fetched a basin of cold water, then lifted the covers, poured the water onto the bed sheet, and replaced the covers.
Wen Wan couldn't help but laugh at her handiwork; she knew Mo Siluo had a bad temper. She wanted to see how long he could tolerate her this time.
