When Jun Moling returned, Shen Ruoxi was lost in her thoughts.
He had already walked to her side, yet she remained unaware, with one hand supporting her chin, filled with worries.
Jun Moling couldn't help but chuckle softly and, taking advantage of her lack of defense, stole a gentle kiss on her cheek.
Shen Ruoxi finally awoke from her reverie, looked up, and exclaimed with delight, "Husband, you're back."
He slowly sat down beside her, with a hint of a doting smile on his face, "What are you thinking about? So engrossed. Your husband has been back for quite a while, yet you're oblivious, really makes me quite sad."
Shen Ruoxi lightly punched his chest, playfully chiding, "You're the one with the glib tongue. I just returned from my parents' house and have been worrying about the situation with my sister-in-laws, afraid they might seek revenge."
Hearing Shen Ruoxi's words, Jun Moling slightly frowned, "Who exactly is that elderly man named Gu Qingzhi around him?"
