Qin Jiao was truly touched.
She found that she really liked the person Shen Yi had become. He could be a smooth talker at times, full of sweet nothings, but when it came to his responsibilities, his sturdy shoulders could bear any burden.
He never failed to do what needed to be done.
And in this life, he treated the family Qin Jiao cared about with much more respect, treating them as his own.
Qin Jiao realized that, in the end, she had fallen right into this pit—a pit named Shen Yi.
She sniffled and said, "Right now is our time for building the business and working hard. Once we've earned enough money, we won't have to work this hard anymore. If you want to paint, you can paint. If you want to travel, I'll travel with you."
"Sounds good. Speaking of which, we still haven't gone on our honeymoon."
"We can talk about the honeymoon later. There's just too much to do right now."
