"You'll spoil me like this. What if one day I become unruly?"
Bai Xiao said these words, but her heart was blooming with happiness.
Meeting a man like An Zhiyuan might be her greatest fortune in this lifetime. It could be heaven's way of compensating for her past sufferings, giving her the greatest blessing—a man who would die for her, leaving no room to doubt his heart.
"I like it, I enjoy it. You are my wife. If I don't spoil you, who will? Don't worry! Everything about Bai Xiao is taken care of by me." An Zhiyuan tightly gripped Bai Xiao's hand, placing it over his heart.
This woman had become an inseparable part of him, apart from his elder brother and father, Bai Xiao was the closest person to him, even more so than his father and brother. He somewhat understood now what they meant by 'forgetting one's mother after marrying a wife.'
His own mother was gone. If she were still alive, she'd probably feel quite forlorn.
