She slowly lifted her head, gazing at him intently, the smile on her lips growing increasingly sweet.
If it wasn't for him, she might not even know she could be this happy.
"What family doesn't have its troubles? But not everyone has a husband like you, who protects me so completely without any concern for himself."
The kindness he showed her, she always noticed.
He smiled faintly and reached out to caress her face, "Wait for me."
Bo Jinyu suddenly announced, turned, opened the car door, and got out.
"What are you going to do?" Ye Anran looked at him as he stepped out of the car, utterly puzzled.
But Bo Jinyu had already walked briskly back to the old house.
A short while later, Bo Jinyu returned, holding a large bowl in his hands.
Ye Anran blinked, looking at the man carefully carrying a large bowl, feeling a mix of sourness and sweetness in her heart, and then tears began to flow.
She wiped away her tears with a bit of embarrassment.
