But was it really necessary to do this?
She was his wife, not a trophy, not a deal that necessitated his machinations.
With that thought, He Jingyao's gaze soften, and he gently kissed the top of her head.
Su Zixi couldn't help but hold him tighter... She could feel the tenderness in the kiss, and her mood soared even higher.
Just then, an incongruous "gurgle" sound broke the rare warmth of the moment.
The woman in his arms stiffened.
He Jingyao raised an eyebrow.
With her face buried in his chest, Su Zixi lacked the courage to look up and could only mumble, "It wasn't me."
He Jingyao chuckled lightly, "After alighting the plane, Uncle Li went back first, so lunch should be ready by now, don't rush."
"I'm not rushing…" she continued to be stubborn, but thinking about the chef at Hades Manor, she couldn't help but start salivating.
If Ning Yichen hadn't suddenly showed up, she'd likely have had lunch by now… not to mention the canteen's meals were quite delicious these days.
