"This is such an expensive gift!" He Xiyan exclaimed. Her heart ached at the thought of how much money this gift had cost but she had forgotten that this man was no longer the Chen Jiahang she used to know but the only son of the Gu family.
Chen Jiahang shook his head gently and wrapped his arms tightly so around her that her face rested against his chest.
She had already been living with him for the past three years and he had given her nothing of worth over the past three years. Even the ring that he had bought for her had only cost $20,000-30,000. He felt guilty for making her suffer with him over the past few years and for taking on the huge role of the breadwinner of the family.
He still remembered that Yan Yan was pale and weak when he had bought her to be his wife but her skin had been extremely fair and in good condition. Now, she was much tanner and her smooth hands were now full of calluses.