"How did you know I like this style?" Ji Shunuan widened her almond eyes.
Gazing around the spacious room, she found the decor to be exactly what she had wanted! Simple yet elegant, it felt comforting, and she never pursued anything too flamboyant.
"You're my wife, naturally, I'd know what you like," Bo Jingcheng said with a chuckle, his voice hoarse.
Seeing the smile spread across her face, Bo Jingcheng's hanging heart finally settled down.
As she entered the room and flopped onto the bed, swinging her bare legs, she asked in confusion, "You've already bought an apartment diagonally across, so why did you still decorate this room?"
Bo Jingcheng walked over to her, bent down, and looked her in the eyes.
With a deep, husky voice, he said word for word, "Knowing that you lent the apartment to your friend, I had this place redecorated."
"I wanted you to have a brand-new house, one that's just yours and mine," Bo Jingcheng said in a hoarse voice.
