After a passionate night in the hotel, Shen Xiaoman's resentment towards Lei Zijia gradually subsided.
"Wife, let's go home!"
Lei Zijia said, pulling a small suitcase with one hand, while leading Shen Xiaoman out of the hotel. Shen Xiaoman's heart was filled with sweetness; indeed, she deeply loved Lei Zijia. Although she had stormed out of the house in a huff, she couldn't bear to leave him, and after being apart for just a few days, her longing for Lei Zijia only affirmed her affection.
In the car, she leaned her head on Lei Zijia's shoulder, her smile never fading, reminiscing the times when Lei Zijia would take her on exhilarating motorcycle rides, her happiness knew no bounds.
"Young Master, Young Madam, you're back!" Ah Tao, the maid, opened the iron gate with a beaming smile to welcome the couple's return.
"Sister Xiaoman..."
