365-Day Trial Marriage With Hunk: Wife’s A Little Wild
Chapter 898 - Chapter 898 Chapter 898 Lame Excuse

Chapter 898: Chapter 898: Lame Excuse Chapter 898: Chapter 898: Lame Excuse As the clock neared nine, the front door finally stirred. Qin Youxuan, sitting on the sofa and almost asleep, instantly stood up.

She hurried to the entrance.

Seeing the figure approaching her, her hands and feet tensed, unsure of where to place them.

“You’re back.”

Qin Youxuan’s voice was so soft even she could barely hear it, and she didn’t know if Dan Hanjie had heard her. He just gave her a cold glance and walked straight past her into the living room.

As he took off his coat, Qin Youxuan instinctively reached out to catch it, but Dan Hanjie turned his arm and handed it to the butler instead.

Qin Youxuan watched her empty-handed gesture, her gaze turning somewhat desolate.

She was very hungry, but with Dan Hanjie returning so late, had he already eaten?

Qin Youxuan’s lips moved slightly, but no sound came out.

In the end, it was the butler who plucked up the courage to remind him, “Mr. Jie, the young mistress has been waiting for you to come back for dinner, she hasn’t eaten yet.”

As soon as the butler finished speaking, Qin Youxuan instantly sensed the atmosphere in the living room drop in an instant.

Dan Hanjie’s austere face turned towards her, his brows furrowed in displeasure.

His lips moved, but in the end, he said nothing and walked toward the dining room.

Qin Youxuan, taken aback, quickly followed him.

As soon as they sat down, the servants immediately began serving food.

A table full of dishes, all of Dan Hanjie’s favorites.

Normally, soup was served before the meal to whet the appetite, but Qin Youxuan, wanting to save her apology for the end, had secretly instructed the kitchen to hold off on the soup.

Dan Hanjie didn’t care about these details, and he started eating as soon as he picked up his chopsticks.

However, as his chopsticks reached for a dish in front of him, he glanced at it inadvertently and paused briefly.

“Is the dish not to your liking?”

Seeing his movement, Qin Youxuan asked anxiously.

Even her breathing became difficult; she feared he might leave in displeasure at any moment.

Dan Hanjie merely lifted his gaze to look at her, then continued eating.

The meal was eaten in complete silence.

The oppressive air felt suffocating.

Qin Youxuan quietly pushed around the white rice in her bowl, forgetting even to pick up some dishes.

It wasn’t until she had finished her bowl of rice that she lifted her head and realized that Dan Hanjie, sitting opposite, had also just set down his chopsticks. She hastily signaled the butler to bring the soup.

“It’s late for dinner, a bowl of soup will aid digestion.”

Qin Youxuan found a clumsy excuse and placed a bowl of soup in front of Dan Hanjie.

She also served herself a bowl of soup and sat opposite him.

Dan Hanjie looked at her deeply and then picked up a spoon to take a sip.

Just as Qin Youxuan was about to seize the opportunity to apologize, she saw Dan Hanjie frown, toss the spoon back into the bowl, grab the bowl, and hurl it directly at the wall.

With a bang, the porcelain soup bowl shattered into pieces, its contents splattering all over the floor.

Dan Hanjie’s enchanting face twisted with rage, his body seething with nameless fury. He stood up abruptly, kicked his chair away, and stormed off.

“Dan Hanjie…”

Qin Youxuan stood stupefied, then rose from her chair and hurried after him.

She reached out to block his path, meeting his cold gaze, but couldn’t utter a word.

As Dan Hanjie was about to push her aside, his eyes fell on her stomach, his hands clenched into fists, and he held back.

“Is it the soup that doesn’t agree with you? I’ll have the kitchen remake it,” Qin Youxuan said breathlessly after a long silence.

At her words, Dan Hanjie paused, and then a mocking, cold laugh escaped him.

His large hand gripped Qin Youxuan’s wrist, turning her palm over, examining it carefully.