They'd gotten their marriage certificate earlier, and maybe by next year, they could be holding a baby in their arms.
Yuxin put her phone to her ear, and from the other end came Gu Ning's unique voice, cold yet steady.
"What would you like to eat? I'll bring something over in a bit."
"Just pick up something, I'm not fussy."
Tang Yuxin smiled brightly, "Even if you bought steamed buns and pickled vegetables, I'd like it a lot and eat with relish."
It was because she had suffered and gone hungry in her previous life that in this life, she wasn't picky about food. She was easy to provide for—she could enjoy a feast of fish and meat, or be just as content with simple porridge and dishes.
