Su Qingyue received his moving gaze, filled with intense heat, and her stunning cheeks flushed with a timid blush.
"Oh, Lady Xiao's face is blushing!" a man laughed in the street.
Auntie Pang, who had rented Xiao's store to run a bun shop, was a straightforward person. Touched by Xiao Yuchuan's words, she said emotionally, "This Master Xiao, with his fair skin and nice bottom, is also handsome; such a man indeed has the assets to be kept by a woman. What's rare is that he'd admit to being kept, understands gratitude, and is even willing to dedicate his life and many more generations to come. If I had money, I too would be willing to support him!"
"Auntie Pang is joking," Xiao Yuchuan said solemnly, "Even if I were to be kept, it would only be by my wife. Moreover, regardless of whether she has money or not, whether she is poor or rich, I like her, I deeply love her!"
