Actually, it was quite good to have him as a husband.
Changqing felt that she didn't want to get divorced even more now.
"Mm." Song Chuyi hung the painting back over the main circuit. "However, I suggest that your friend should change the main circuit once she comes back. It's easy for another blackout to happen again with this one."
He turned around after finishing and saw the huge portrait shot on the wall stretching from the first to the second floor. The woman in the photograph had bright red lips and was exuding a sense of alluring beauty.
"This is the friend of yours who owns the house?" Song Chuyi seemed to remember running into her in the elevator of the hotel last time. No wonder she even said some weird things to him as though she knew him. "She's also Guan Ying's friend, right?"
"Yeah." Changqing nodded.
"Why isn't she around? Have you been staying alone these past few days?" Song Chuyi frowned as he turned his head back to ask.
