Sheng Shi chuckled lightly as if he had heard a particularly funny joke. Then he turned his head and stared at Su Jiaojiao's face for a while, staring until her complexion turned shy. Finally, he spoke slowly, "Comparing yourself to my wife? Aren't you just offending her?"
Su Jiaojiao curled her lips dismissively. A shrew, how beautiful could she be?
Sheng Shi saw Su Jiaojiao's disdain and simply curled his lips in a cold laugh. Then he lifted his head to look out of the car window. Suddenly, the image of Gu Lanshan's spirited and proud little face came to mind, and he couldn't help but smile with the corners of his lips, fingers idly caressing the steering wheel. His tone carried a hint of warm laughter, "She is the number one in my heart."
Unmatched.
In this life, no one could ever surpass her.
Su Jiaojiao didn't speak. She felt that the Sheng Shi at this moment was entirely different from the man she had come to know.
