Chang Haotian looked at Xiao Qinghe's unrippled face, "Doctor Xiao, your complexion today seems different from usual."
"Oh, how so?"
"You seem to have more vitality."
"Because I came back to life."
Chang Haotian raised his eyebrows, noncommittal.
...
In the Qin Garden courtyard, Xiao Yuchuan finally caught up with Su Qingyue's pace, "Wife, wait for me!"
Su Qingyue stopped, "Is there something you need, third brother?"
Looking at his wife's picturesque features, although he couldn't discern her emotions, he felt she was angry, "Wife, please don't be angry."
She smiled gracefully, "Why would I be angry?"
Her smile was hauntingly beautiful, refreshing as a cool breeze, and he lost himself, "Please, don't be angry with me."
She reached out and gently stroked his handsome face, "Third brother, you are overthinking it. There's nothing wrong, so why would I have a reason to be angry? It's just that today I was with Master Chang, and I hope third brother doesn't mind."
