Of course, Su Qiao had less and less time to spare for him.
As a result, his expression had been getting worse and worse.
After trying all sorts of methods, he felt he should do something.
Actually, besides modeling, Su Qiao had also been preparing fashion design pieces during this time.
Because she had suddenly found inspiration at her last show, she had decided to personally design a clothing series featuring the most distinctive elements of ancient Huaxia style.
For that purpose, she had established a small studio and recruited quite a few people from the industry.
After a busy day, Su Qiao returned home feeling somewhat exhausted. She had just changed into her slippers and walked into the living room when she noticed that the person sitting on the sofa watching television looked rather displeased. He merely gave her a faint glance before turning back to the television.
This reaction was a little different from usual.
Even Su Qiao, with her carefree personality, noticed that something was off.
She slowly walked over and asked curiously, "What's wrong? Who upset you?"
Li Jingtai opened his mouth. He had originally intended to throw a couple of barbs at her, but in the end, he couldn't bring himself to.
He merely said resentfully, "Why did you come back so late again?"
What time was it already?
It was almost midnight.
Did she even remember how many days it had been since they had cooked and eaten together?
Su Qiao understood at once.
He had been too idle.
It had been a long time since she had given him some attention.
"I've had training lately, and I've also been preparing my entry for Fashion Week, so I've been a little busy. It'll be better after some time."
Li Jingtai was extremely dissatisfied. "But