Wen Ningxuan, upon hearing this, felt an urge to seize that woman and give her backside a good spanking, but since she had already said the door was closed, there was no point in going over now. After gnashing his teeth in frustration for a while, he merely ordered Ling Xiao to rest.

In truth, Lin He hadn't slept well in the room upstairs either. Wen Ningxuan's worry was indeed correct. On one hand, she was somewhat unaccustomed to new beds; on the other, after being married for this long, she was accustomed to sleeping nestled in Wen Ningxuan's embrace every night. Suddenly losing that warm hold left her feeling quite unsettled.

Moreover, Lin He kept replaying everything that had happened in the main house earlier. She wanted to recall exactly why Wen Ningxuan had become angry with her. Lin He meticulously thought through every detail, recalling that when Elder Wen mentioned whipping Wen Ninchen, Wen Ningxuan had squeezed her hand. Then what? It seemed they hadn't spoken much afterward. Could he truly be angry about that matter?

But that seemed unlikely. At the time, she had felt Wen Ningxuan was somewhat heartless for not interceding, but she hadn't voiced it. Could it be that this fellow had seen right through her thoughts then, causing his anger? It seemed so. If that was the case, perhaps she was in the wrong, as this matter, when examined closely, showed she had misunderstood him.

However, at that moment, she couldn't bear to watch Wen Ninchen face severe punishment, so she hadn't analyzed things closely, merely nursing a fleeting resentment toward him based on her immediate mood. But was this man's perception truly that sharp?

Lin He couldn't be certain. Looking at Zi Qing sitting beside her, Lin He asked, "Zi Qing, why do you think the Second Young Master was angry today?"

"Young Mistress, you don't even know why the Young Master is angry? No wonder the Young Master is upset. If it were me, I'd be angry too. You pay too little attention to the Young Master," Zi Yu said, sounding somewhat amused.

"Hey, Zi Yu, what kind of talk is that? Why must I know why the Second Young Master is angry?" Lin He, uncharacteristically not losing her temper, merely asked back somewhat crossly.

"Young Mistress, let me ask you this: when you are in a bad mood or angry, doesn't the Young Master always know? Never mind anger—even that day we went shopping, the slightest thing being slightly off with you, the Young Master noticed it. Why do you think that is?" Zi Yu retorted instead of answering Lin He directly.

Lin He considered it. What Zi Yu said was indeed the honest truth. Wen Ningxuan had always been exceptionally attentive to her. No matter what happened to her, he always seemed to notice it instantly. Never mind anger; he even knew about minor dips in her mood.

Seeing Lin He remain silent, Zi Yu continued, "Without us having to say it, Young Mistress should already know this is because the Young Master cherishes you. His heart is constantly fixed on you, which is why he notices even your slightest movement—sometimes even sooner than we do."

"Young Mistress, I don't mean to criticize, but the Young Master truly treats you with utmost sincerity. If, at home, I felt the Master treated the Madam well, the Young Master’s devotion to you must exceed that by tenfold. Young Mistress, you are always kind to us, and kind to your family, but I feel you are somewhat careless toward the Young Master. As his wife, you ought to be more attentive to him," Zi Yu finished, shaking her head with an air of maturity.

Looking at Zi Yu's demeanor, Lin He gave her a disdainful glance, yet Zi Yu’s words truly made Lin He sink into deep contemplation. Was she really not attentive enough to Wen Ningxuan? Why did Zi Yu keep saying things like this?

But if she wasn't attentive, why would she be willing to marry him? Why would she be willing to endure the difficulties imposed by the Wen family for him? No, she definitely cared, and had always held him close to her heart.

Yet, what Zi Yu said wasn't entirely without reason. Where exactly was the problem then? Lin He truly couldn't figure it out.

After pondering for a while, Lin He looked toward Zi Yu and Zi Qing beside her in confusion. Zi Qing smiled slightly and said, "Young Mistress, what Zi Yu said was perhaps a bit too direct. In my view, it's not that you aren't attentive to the Young Master, but rather, I think you aren't attentive enough. Look at other women; they always place their husbands above everything else, often disregarding themselves but always prioritizing their husband's joys and sorrows. However, in your heart, you hold many things, such as your maternal family, your ointment workshop, and many other concerns. In short, I can't articulate it clearly, but that’s the general meaning."

"Look at last night. The reason the Second Young Master was angry, I think, was because when the Eldest Young Master was being beaten, you should have trusted the Second Young Master. Since he didn't speak up to plead, he must have had his reasons. Although the relationship between the Eldest and Second Young Masters isn't great, the Second Young Master is by no means unfeeling. See, later it turned out the Second Young Master’s approach was correct. You shouldn't have looked at him with that expression. You might not have noticed, but that look was certainly inappropriate for addressing the Second Young Master. I believe the Second Young Master must have felt heartbroken seeing it."

"Furthermore, I feel you shouldn't have let your concern linger on another man in the Second Young Master's presence. You know how much the Second Young Master cares for you. Even if it was just a moment of pity, the Second Young Master must have felt uncomfortable. Any man would feel uncomfortable in that situation."

Zi Qing’s words were perfectly clear, allowing Lin He to finally understand the reason for Wen Ningxuan's anger that night, and also to clarify what she couldn't grasp after Zi Yu's earlier remarks. If it was put that way, she was indeed different from the average woman of this era. Once married, a woman’s husband was her heaven, her everything; all her actions and thoughts revolved around this man.

But she, Lin He, could never achieve that. This must be what Zi Qing and Zi Yu were trying to convey. If that was the case, Lin He feared she might not be able to change this aspect of herself in the short term.

Although Lin He had been (transmigrated) here for many years and had slowly accepted the rules of this time, some fundamental aspects of her thinking remained immutable.

In her previous life, she was an orphan, reliant only on herself, and accustomed to prioritizing her own needs. Coupled with the fact that men and women were equals in her past life, naturally, upon arriving here, she felt that even after marriage, she remained an independent entity, not one who subsisted by depending on a man. Moreover, her inherent personality wasn't the type to be completely subservient to a man, so naturally, she wouldn't focus all her attention solely on Wen Ningxuan.

Though she knew these things were hard to change, she had taken the words of Zi Yu and Zi Qing to heart. If they held such views, then Wen Ningxuan likely did too. Yet, he had never complained to her about it and had always indulged her, which sufficiently proved how truly good that fellow was to her—no, he was exceptionally good.

In her past life, Lin He never imagined she would meet such a wonderful man. Meeting one in this life, Lin He felt as if she hadn't cherished him enough, always taking his goodness for granted. It seemed she had been spoiled excessively, forgetting that some things are never guaranteed.

As for the reason for his anger described by Zi Qing, Lin He felt that he was not wrong to be angry. Last night, there was indeed a fleeting moment where she thought Wen Ningxuan was somewhat harsh, and she had stared at him for a while. Even Zi Qing beside her noticed it, so the man must have seen it too. Thinking of it this way, she truly had been excessive, Lin He admitted honestly to herself.