"You talk as if your wife isn't a White-clothed Angel!"
Song Ze looked up and saw Xie Jue standing in front of him with Xu Yan. His gaze unconsciously fell on their fingers tightly intertwined, "You should be content. You're young, have a wife and kids to warm your bed, how lively!"
For some reason, Song Ze found himself inexplicably longing for such a life!
As for why, he thought it was because he was influenced by how clingy Huo Beichen was in pampering his wife, feeling that having a woman to cherish would be quite blissful. Perhaps because he had never taken care of anyone, he suddenly wanted to take care of someone.
Then Sheng Xue's face, looking aggrieved and timid, waiting for rescue from being scolded by Huo Beichen, involuntarily popped into his mind. He felt inexplicably soft-hearted, maybe even expectant, and a bit itchy-hearted!
"Do you fucking know how much effort it took for me to pursue my wife? I almost lost my life for it!"
