The servants and aunties had long since left the villa; the spacious living room was exceptionally quiet. The brightness of the crystal chandelier on the ceiling had been turned to its lowest, casting a dim light and creating an unusually tranquil atmosphere.
Gu Nanzhou was wearing a dark grey turtleneck sweater and fitted pants. With only a small lamp on in the dining room, the warm yellow light half-embraced him, casting a faint glow on his face. His eye color was lighter in the light, and even his normally austere facial contours seemed particularly gentle.
He didn't have his usual cool, distant demeanor; at that moment, he seemed more like a tender, steady husband.
Su Wan's heart fluttered softly, and she couldn't help but curve her lips into a smile as she trotted up and wrapped her arms around Gu Nanzhou's waist from behind, whispering, "Husband."
