The next morning, Su Shuochi woke up to find his darling wife gone from his arms, and he broke out in a cold sweat.
"Huh? Where's Jiaojiao?" Su Shuochi searched all around the bedroom, naked, but couldn't find her.
'Did she get up before me? This has never happened since my leg healed.'
Su Shuochi washed up as fast as he could, and the moment he ran downstairs, he was greeted by a delicious aroma.
He immediately saw several breakfast dishes on the dining room table—and they were all his favorites.
"Shuo Ci, you're awake! Come and have breakfast," Gu Jiaojiao said with a smile as she untied her apron and greeted him.
"Wifey, why didn't you wake me when you got up? And you made such a lavish breakfast all by yourself. You're just trying to make my heart ache for you, aren't you?"
As he spoke, Su Shuochi rushed over and hugged his darling wife tightly from behind. The feeling of being so cherished by his beloved made him incredibly happy.
