After a long while, Eldest Young Master Grant finally let go of his grip, looking at the little woman with dreamy eyes, the previous sadness once again thrown to the back of his mind.
Wasn't this little woman almost about to marry another man? In the end, didn't he snatch her back?
He, the dignified eldest young master of The Grant Family, how could he possibly not win over the heart of his own woman?
"Honey, why are you angry? You're the one who asked me to kiss you," Eldest Young Master Grant said, looking at the little woman sitting across from him, his heart full of happiness.
Lily Shaw laughed instead of getting angry, her hands suddenly grabbing the face of this sly guy: "Husband, why is your stomach so dark? Tell me, how much black ink is in there?"
"Honey, don't you know if my stomach is dark or not? Here, take a look." Eldest Young Master Grant shamelessly lifted his shirt, which earned him a big eye roll from Lily Shaw.
