Qiao Qingyu picked up He Xuerong and affectionately rubbed her nose with her own, then gave the little girl a kiss. "You're quite the little devil, aren't you?"
He Xiuyu asked indifferently beside her, "So, Rongrong calling you 'Mom' is just in time, isn't it?"
Qiao Qingyu laughed. It was the first time she had heard He Xiuyu speak so sourly.
A faint melancholy lay deep in He Xiuyu's heart. He had been standing there for quite a while, not because he found Qiao Qingyu agreeable, but because his wife was truly outstanding.
In the crowd, she was the most dazzling one.
The one that involuntarily drew people's gazes.
He Xiuyu was driving Director Lin's jeep—his own car was still being repaired, but this time he planned to upgrade it significantly, at least to include shockproof and bulletproof capabilities.
Just like the tractor he had modified for Qiao Qingyu.
The family of three got into the car, and Qiao Qingyu asked He Xiuyu to drive to Xichuan's grocery store.
