Su Ruanruan was also concerned.
She talked with the lawyer alone and understood the situation in her heart.
Coincidentally, it was almost the lunar New Year, and Bao Mingyuan came with the little darling and Ci'an to celebrate the new year.
The family was lively, but Su Ruanruan always had something on her mind.
During dinner, Bao Mingyuan looked at Bao Jingyan and said, "Jingyan, you're not taking good care of Ruanruan; she's lost weight lately."
Bao Jingyan touched his wife's small face, "She still feels just right to me."
Su Ruanruan felt both shy and annoyed.
She said reservedly, "Speak properly, why do you have to use your hands?"
Bao Jingyan, growing older and having mixed with rough men on the construction site for a long time, became much more coarse in speech.
He smiled and said, "She's my wife, why can't I touch her?"
Su Ruanruan's face showed a faint red.
