Su Shuochi listened, completely engrossed. Truth be told, he found everything his wife said fascinating.
His profound gaze fell upon the charming figure by his side. Her clear voice, as lovely as an oriole's song in the mountains, washed away all the fatigue from his day.
Her smile was more brilliant than the setting sun. She seemed to have felt his intense gaze.
Gu Jiaojiao suddenly turned her head and gave him a sweet smile before continuing her story about what had happened at the Mu Family's home.
In her past life, Gu Jiaojiao hadn't been one for idle chatter, but now, she loved talking to him.
She recounted even the smallest details with such seriousness and care that it made him feel as if he were experiencing it all himself.
"Jiaojiao, we're here." Suddenly, a gentle, magnetic voice sounded beside her ear.
It wasn't the first time she had heard him say her name.
But every time he said it, it sounded devastatingly sexy. His voice was much deeper than most people's.
