Lu Jingchen, "..." Isn't it all the same sweet and sour?
"Really want to build a grape arbor in the backyard now?" He looked at her steadily, his voice low and husky, "Or else, you resign and come home for me to support you, then you can plant a few grape trees in the backyard yourself, and be your own gardener to take care of them."
"No, I want to work." Song Qiao was even more dissatisfied when she heard this, her cheeks almost puffing up, "I can manage even if I have work. I can water them when I come back from work in the afternoon, can't I?"
She paused, a sparkle seemed to flash in her big eyes, and her small hands directly grabbed the man's shirt, speaking discontentedly, "There's clearly staff in the villa, why must I resign to specifically manage a few grape trees at home? Lu Jingchen, have you always wanted me to resign and stay at home for you to support?"
