"..." This Gu Jingchen truly hadn't expected it. At this point, they were still in the honeymoon phase of their marriage, utterly inseparable. Genuine refusal? Impossible. Completely impossible, alright?
"Alright!"
The perfect, chiseled contours of Gu Jingchen's face carried a trace of shadowy reluctance, as he finally nodded his head.
Oh yeah!
Shang Xixia's beautiful brows and eyes curved into a radiant smile; she was overjoyed—beyond words!
"But, wife, you also need to promise me one thing."
Gu Jingchen's dark eyes shimmered with tender amusement. He gently kissed the forehead of his beloved little wife, his deep, rich voice so magnetic it could sweep anyone off their feet.
"Alright."
A fair give-and-take: Shang Xixia knew things wouldn't be that simple. The husband she'd married was, quite clearly, a scheming black-bellied man, wasn't he?
"A few days from now, you'll come to work with me."
