***
"Honey, wait for me, I'll be right back."
Mai Xiaomai gave him a smile, signaling him not to worry.
Seeing her smile, Qiao Chutian relaxed.
His wife was so wonderful; it was natural for others to like her, but the key was that she only loved him.
Why was he suddenly lacking confidence and feeling wary of this Lin Xuanzi?
He needed to trust Xiaomai.
Lin Xuanzi was walking slowly ahead.
He moved as if there were landmines in front of him, making the usually fast-walking Mai Xiaomai a bit uncomfortable.
But she kept her composure, slowed her pace, and fell about half a step behind him.
At a corner in the front yard, Lin Xuanzi suddenly stopped.
Mai Xiaomai, caught off guard, bumped into him, her head hitting his chin, causing her to clutch her head in pain and glare at him.
Lin Xuanzi looked at her slightly parted lips in anger and suddenly felt a desire, his lips instinctively moved closer.
