Chapter 527: Little devil (1)
That evening, Xiaoshi took a bath according to the plan. She knew that Han Xichen usually arrived at 9pm so she panicked slightly when she realized that it was already 9pm. After feeding and cleaning up Yue, the girl seemed to be part of the plan as she fell asleep. She only changed into the lingerie she had bought after putting the girl to sleep.
The clock in the bedroom ticked away the minutes and she couldn’t help checking it a few times. It was half past nine, which was also within the time he usually came. She poured herself a drink to calm her nerves. Why was she feeling this way when it was her husband and not some monster she was waiting for?
At a half past ten, her brows furrowed. Was he stuck in traffic? She knew that she was starting to make excuses for him—like she’d been doing for the past few times that he started being distant. There was no such thing as traffic at 10pm. That would be insane. Those were usually the hours when drivers were tempted to overspeed because the road was a little too clear.
She nodded off on the couch and when she woke up, there was still no sign of him. Fear started to creep in. Could it be that he had finally decided to not come home? It was already midnight! Could something have happened to him?
The thought jolted her. Why was she acting insecure when something could have happened to her husband? She picked up her phone with trembling hands and was about to make a call when she heard the front door open.
In relief, she rushed downstairs. She was about to rush right into his arms when she remembered what the plan was.
"Xichen, you are home." She pursed her red lipsticked lips and planted a chaste kiss on his cheek.
"I’m sorry I’m late." His attention seemed drawn to her lips. She usually wore pink and nude, so this bold and bright shade was a novelty. He moved to pull her into his arms. "The project took longer than expected and I lost track of time."
So he knew to apologize. She stopped herself from glaring at him and helped him take his jacket off, seeing how tired he was. For some reason, she felt guilty for blaming him.