Lin Shiming returned home after a long day of meetings.
When Su Youwei heard the sound of the car, she hurriedly put on an apron with white lace.
She took the spatula and served the food the nanny had prepared in advance.
Under the apron was a tight skirt that hugged her hips. The top was as full as it had been back then.
However, no matter how well she maintained her figure, Lin Shiming was getting on in his years.
He was not as strong as before.
Lin Shiming walked in and saw Su Youwei busy in the kitchen.
He gave his tie a tug, took off his suit, and headed for the kitchen.
"What are you doing?" He hugged Su Youwei from behind.
"Ah!" Su You shouted in panic. "Shiming, when did you come back? You scared me!"
With that, she burrowed into Lin Shiming's arms.
Lin Shiming noticed a bright red handprint on Su Youwei's cheek.
"What happened to your face?"
