Unable to say whether it was sheer fondness or overwhelming emotion, Shen Mingzhu turned to look at the man, seeing both tenderness and fatigue between his brows, and couldn't help but tiptoe to kiss the corner of his lips.
"I love it, thank you, husband!"
Pei Yang bent down to respond with a kiss, "You're welcome, wife."
Although her body had not yet fully recovered, Shen Mingzhu still let Pei Yang carry her upstairs to see their son's room.
The staircase had also been renovated. It used to be a wooden 90-degree turn, but Shen Mingzhu had it removed and replaced with a 180-degree wrought iron spiral staircase, both beautiful and retro.
The second floor had a total of three rooms, in addition to a terrace of about ten square meters.
Shen Mingzhu turned the room adjoining the terrace into a study, and the remaining two rooms into bedrooms for Pei Ziheng and Little Guoguo respectively.
There was only time to renovate Pei Ziheng's bedroom due to the tight schedule.
