Bai Yaxuan was stunned as he looked at the disobedient woman before him, his heart sour with feelings he couldn't articulate.
If he indulged her, it would never end.
If he didn't indulge her, he was afraid of hurting her.
After a long while, he took a deep breath, suppressed his temper, picked up a quilt, and said expressionlessly, "I'll sleep on the floor, you sleep on the bed."
Gu Xiaoxi watched his retreating back, pouted, and picked up another quilt to cover herself with.
After that, the two of them didn't exchange a single word and went about their own business.
Gu Xiaoxi didn't sleep well that night, repeatedly having the same dream.
She dreamed of Quan Shaoqing, dreamed of the happy life they shared together, and even dreamed of having his child.
When she awoke, she felt it was all too ethereal and elusive.
She seemed to be grasping for something but ended up with nothing.
The next day, she followed Bai Yaxuan's arrangements.
