Zhou Dayuan closed his eyes. He buried his head into her tender neck as he sniffed her fragrance. "Nothing much. You are my wife. I will hug you when I want to."
Jian Han broke into a large smile. How could she not hear the childishness in his tone just now.
"Yes, I am your wife. No one is snatching me away from you. " She coaxed him just as if he were a child.
Zhou Dayuan snorted, and he came close to kiss her small, clean face as he said, "Wifey, would you despise me then?"
"Huh?" Jian Han stopped watering the plants, and she turned back to look at him.
"Wifey, I am my grandfather's son. I am an illegitimate son. My mum was in the industry, and she had me for money. It turned out that nobody hoped for me to be born in this world. I was merely a chess piece from the moment I was born."
