***
He wanted everyone to know that Xiaomai was happy marrying him, that he doted on her, and that he fulfilled her and her parents' vanity to the fullest.
Hearing these words, Mai Xiaomai's face quickly flushed red, but her heart was as sweet as if she had stolen a taste of honey.
Qiao Chutian strode forward with his charming long legs, deftly carrying Mai Xiaomai on the residential complex's paths, oblivious to onlookers.
"Our son-in-law Qiao sure is strong, what a sturdy body he has!"
Mai's mother, seeing Qiao Chutian carrying her 110-pound daughter with seemingly no effort, said with satisfaction, "Xiaomai really did not marry the wrong person, I'm completely at ease now."
Mai's father also nodded, "I'm at ease, too."
Qiao Chutian carried Xiaomai into the elevator.
"Tired? Let me down to stand, it's okay."
