Song Yun suddenly looked up, and because the movement was too abrupt, he caused the bowl to fall to the ground.
Something's not right, it's way too suspicious!
He knew exactly what his wife was like; Ye Qingqing was the type to get jealous at the drop of a hat.
Why would she suggest going out today?
There must be a plot, definitely a conspiracy!
"Heh, not going anymore, huh... Your company still has so much going on," Song Yun said timidly.
Ye Qingqing's heart softened at the deliberately ingratiating tone of Song Yun.
"I'm not joking. A Japanese-style hot spring resort has recently opened in Magic Capital. I've been really busy lately, and this would be a good opportunity to relax."
Song Yun scrutinized Ye Qingqing's expression carefully, feeling that her demeanor while speaking was very sincere—this couldn't be faked!
What a virtuous wife! Having such a virtuous wife, what more could a husband want!
Ye Qingqing, my wife, I love you to death!
