Qiao Xi looked into his deep, mesmerizing eyes and asked softly, "How should I please you?"
"Pleasing me is something you're best at." Huo Xingzhou's eyes, like a bright lake, rippled faintly.
He was indeed a little bothered by her running out late at night to make a call, curious about whom she had called and what it was about. When flipping through her phone earlier, he hadn't checked the call log.
Because he wanted to give her some space, and also… he didn't want to delve too deeply.
Qiao Xi understood his meaning.
She tilted her head slightly to look at him and said, "It's already very late. Aren't you busy with the launch of the Tianyuan Group branch recently? You should rest early. Don't overwork yourself."
"I'm not tired, and I don't think matters between a husband and wife count as overexertion—they're just the spice of life."
In certain areas, the man was resolute.
