Back then, when she was in university, Yang Yin's family was always well-off.
Her hands, untouched by physical labor, were long and fair, beautiful.
What he liked most was playing with those hands.
And now... the young lady who once had everything given to her has become like this?
Leaving early and returning late, no wonder she looks even thinner than when she was in college.
It turns out, that's how exhausting her life has been all these years.
Thinking about it again, with life being so stressful, where on earth did she find the courage to tell him she would take care of him?
Ye Qingyou couldn't suppress the smile that spread across his lips.
Thinking of how serious and careful she was when saying those three words, as if afraid of hurting his manly pride, he finally felt cherished by her.
He lowered his gaze.
