"What? He's been carrying everything on his own?
These few words greatly moved Lin Xiangwan. Her heart felt as if it had been hit hard. "I should help you too!"
A smile curved up on Song Yichen's lips as he softly embraced her and said sentimentally, "When I'm at my most exhausted, having you by my side to quietly listen to my moods, my frustrations, and my joys... allowing me to hold you and kiss you, that's already the biggest help you could give me."
Lin Xiangwan lifted her head with a hint of dissatisfaction, "This way, it makes me sound rather useless!"
"Not at all. A wife should do such things. Do you understand?" Song Yichen replied softly.
His voice was always like a gentle spring breeze, warm and tender, warming her heart.
"I'm not a housewife, I'm a career woman!" She emphasized that her role wasn't just that.
