"Yes, yes, yes." The butler reacted hastily, nodding, "I understand, ma'am, please come this way."
Di Xiaxia's face was slightly flushed, and without saying much, she nodded, her hand clasping tightly onto his.
Truth be told, it's impossible not to be moved.
When a man is willing to declare to the world that you are his wife, it is indeed the ultimate affirmation.
Especially when it's a man like Di Mingzhe.
Hand in hand, they took their seats for the meal, surrounded by the butler and the maids.
Both of them sat quietly, face to face. The western breakfast was laid out on the table: a fried egg, sausages, pasta, and a glass of milk.
"Try the breakfast I made." Di Mingzhe picked up the cutlery and said to her.
Di Xiaxia was taken aback, "You made this?"
Di Mingzhe nodded in affirmation.
Di Xiaxia gazed at him calmly, her eyes glossed with a hint of moisture. His handsome features were flawless, but that's not the key issue.
