Lin Chuxue let go of Xu Cheng and laid on the sofa's hand rest with one hand supporting her face as she tilted her head to look at him. She had a charming smile on her face as she said, "My man, I seem to have missed a lot of your stories again. Do you want to write an autobiography for me to read?"
Xu Cheng: "Forget it, people are afraid of being famous and pigs are afraid of being strong."
"Not arrogant, I like it." She rubbed Xu Cheng's cheeks in satisfaction and got up. "Alright, I'm going to change and then go find Aunt Lan. Tomorrow is her wedding and I have to accompany her. Otherwise, I'm afraid that she will feel nervous."
Xu Cheng nodded his head.
Lin Chuxue leaned and said beside Xu Cheng's ear, "When the autobiography comes out in the future, I don't need too much of a story. Just specify that it's the woman behind Xu Cheng's back."
Deep fame and hidden merit.
