Gu Jiaojiao mulled over the issue of the wrapping paper.
She didn't have any connections in that industry.
After a moment's thought, she turned to look at her husband.
"Honey, do you know where they make wrapping paper?"
As it turned out, Leng Yuan knew just the person, and they were on very good terms.
"Just tell me what you need. I'll help you get it."
Gu Jiaojiao had just been testing the waters; after all, Leng Yuan really was well-connected.
Take Leng Qiushou and Leng ManCang, for instance. He had arranged for their jobs and brought them back home with just a word.
She hadn't expected Leng Yuan to even have connections at a packaging factory.
'Where did I find such a godsent husband? He's practically Doraemon.'
Unable to resist, Gu Jiaojiao leaned forward, pressing her soft, delicate lips to her husband's.
"Honey, you're amazing."
'My husband is all-powerful.'
'With a husband like him, I have everything.'
Leng Yuan wrapped his arms around her, holding her tight.
