Yan Zhen Guo swiftly and accurately tackled Gu Fuqiao, then looked her over from head to toe. He had to admit, she truly was the wife he had chosen—her looks and everything else were top-notch.
Gu Fuqiao didn't understand what Yan Zhen Guo was thinking in his silence. She rarely saw him this quiet, and today she just happened to want to talk to him. She raised her hand, wanting to say, "Old Yan, what are you thinking?" Yan Zhen Guo rarely seemed so serious.
Could he be thinking about her flaws? But she hadn't done anything particularly foolish recently! No matter how hard Gu Fuqiao tried, she couldn't figure out what Yan Zhen Guo was thinking at this moment.
"Not thinking about anything," Yan Zhen Guo said with a serious tone, looking earnestly at Gu Fuqiao. "Sometimes I wonder how I managed to marry someone like you."
