After returning to the villa, Mu Lezhu handed the freshly picked strawberries to the villa servant and went directly to the restaurant to sit down. Mr. Wang was already waiting at the table, and upon seeing her, he smiled kindly: "Didn't Lu go over there to find you? How come? Didn't you see him?"
"I did." Mu Lezhu smiled lightly, casually glanced at the breakfast on the table, and felt much better than she did in the morning upon waking up. Indeed, any grievance should be addressed face-to-face.
As for the saying that a gentleman takes revenge ten years later, it seems it doesn't hold true for women. She somewhat regretted kicking him off the bed directly last night.
That kick just now made her feel much more at ease, not as stifled as before.
"When you came downstairs this morning, you looked unhappy. But picking strawberries seems to have lifted your spirits a lot!" Mr. Wang looked at her smiling eyes and cheerful demeanor, teasing her.
