Jiang Xiurong nodded to his words because she knows that if she says anything against, he would not agree at all.
But nodding her head doesn't mean that she would really not rush decorating the manor before Fuhua comes for lunch.
Wang Deming sighed as he can see that her reply was just a perfunctory one and not in the least bit sincere.
What could he do? He was saying for her sake but she wants to do it the other way. Except for doting her a little more, he can not do anything more about it.
Once they completed breakfast, Jiang Xiurong busied herself in redecorating the entire manor while Wang Deming casually followed behind her.
All the servants became busy and the once dull manor turned lively. This is how a house turned into a home with the entry of a wife? Wang Deming liked the change so much that he couldn't hide the smile that was not willing to leave from his thin lips.
