"That was before." She declared dominantly, "From today on, our family will have three meals a day!"
Looking at his wife's powerful presence and intimidating charm, she was so adorable. She said… our family. It turns out that in his wife's heart, she truly regarded the Xiao Family as her own family. Xiao Qinghe couldn't help but feel a tremor in his heart, which started beating uncontrollably, "Qingyue…"
"Don't think about skipping lunch." She stuffed chopsticks into his hand, "I promise I'll do my best not to let anyone in the family go hungry."
"The Xiao Family has brought you trouble..."
"Don't say that." She patted him on the shoulder, "Family doesn't speak two sets of words. If you really don't want me to worry, then eat well and sleep well."
He nodded gently. He picked up the bowl in silence and began to eat. Su Qingyue turned away with the basket and went to the master bedroom, not noticing the faint fog in Xiao Qinghe's serene eyes.
