"No." Mo Yesi smiled.
Of course not.
She didn't know that he didn't lack confidence.
In fact, it was only when it came to matters related to her that he felt lost and insecure.
He felt that she was too good.
She was full of good points.
She was so good, of course, everyone liked her.
He would feel threatened if too many people liked her.
"In my eyes, my husband is the best, the best in the world. No one can be better than him." Qiao Mianmian decided to say something nice to calm him down.
This was to prevent him from suspecting her.
Her eyes darted around as she tried to think of all the sweet nothings she could think of. "Other men… can't even compare to a strand of your hair, how could I possibly like them."
As she spoke, she felt the gaze on her face burn. She looked up and saw a pair of dark eyes.
This gaze was too familiar to her.
