On the balcony, Tang Xiaowan was looking at the parasol tree outside the front door while talking on the phone.
She really didn't mince her words!
Exercising both kindness and severity with ease.
Leng Lingxiao lay lazily on the bed, watching her with admiration, never tiring of the sight.
Yet in a fleeting moment, he suddenly felt that his Little Wife was different than before, starting to play with her mobile phone and taking her work more seriously, seemingly neglecting him a bit.
Would she turn into a career woman later?
And then... inevitably, there would be contact with other men, which could be extremely concerning.
No, that wasn't his original intention; he just wanted her to have something to do, to stay away from Wang Junchen's vengeful dangers, unaffected by him.
Until Tang Xiaowan finished arranging her tasks and returned to the bedside, Leng Lingxiao was still lost in his thoughts.
"Hey, Huahua, what are you thinking about?"
