Ye Qingci: "..."
Was that a smile?
More like a laugh mixed with tears, right?
Jian Shichu chuckled and patted the top of her head, "Are you stuffed? Let me walk you outside."
Ye Qingci beamed with a smile, "Sure!"
The two left the restaurant and went to the back garden.
There was a dedicated gardener for the villa, so the back garden was clean and beautiful all year round.
Ye Qingci sighed with emotion, "Being rich is great, living every day like you're in a painting."
Want to see mountains, there are mountains; want to see water, there is water; want to plant any flower, and someone will help you plant it; the air is full of the fragrance of flowers, living like a princess, blissfully.
No wonder everyone loves silver.
"Yeah, having money is great," Jian Shichu said with a smile, looking at her, "Whatever my wife likes, I can buy it for her."
Ye Qingci smiled sweetly, wrapped her arms around his arm, and snuggled against his shoulder.
