After hanging up the phone, Gu Xu didn't walk straight back to his bedroom from the balcony.
Instead, he stood in the partition between the balcony and the bedroom, watching Ye Jiajia who was sitting inside on the couch, diligently folding clothes.
The shirt in her hands was folded neatly and carefully placed in the suitcase. As she picked up the second one, she actually sniffed his white shirt at the tip of her nose, gently closed her eyes, seeming to enjoy this moment of joy.
If all women were like Ye Jiajia, even folding clothes for their husband would be a pleasure.
How much must such a woman love her man.
Gu Xu knew that he and Ye Jiajia were just beginning. Perhaps they came together because they were suitable for each other.
But he knew that Jiajia was a loyal and good girl.
Once she had entered his family, the Gu Family, she would surely make a good wife.
Chen Jingzi never folded clothes for him. All the housework was done by Aunt Zhou.
