He showed no sign of joy or sorrow on his face.
But Su Qingyue knew she had hurt his feelings.
What she said was true, though.
Even if she and Xiao Yuchuan were husband and wife, even if he was Yuchuan's own brother, to a married couple, he was indeed an outsider. She just didn't want Xiao Yuchuan to spread the news that he had touched her chest, was that wrong?
Anyway, it was clear that the word "outsider" was hurtful.
She opened her mouth, wanting to explain further, but chose not to, lest the more she said, the worse things would become.
"Wife, don't worry about it." Seeing his wife stopped talking, Xiao Yuchuan comforted her. After carrying Xiao Qinghe into the secondary bedroom, he also moved a chair with a backrest and armrest inside the room.
When Xiao Yuchuan came out, he saw Su Qingyue picking up clothes that had been sun-dried on the fence. The sunlight shone on her, warm and comforting, making him feel a sense of home.
