"Zed, I think... Do we still tell grandpa about the jade mountain?"
Zed Smith said, "This is your treasure. It's up to you."
Freda was a little hesitant. "I want to tell grandpa, but I'm afraid... Don't blame me, but I'm really afraid of aunt. If grandpa knows it, will he..."
Putting down the things in his hands, Zed Smith turned around and looked into Freda's eyes seriously. "Honey, don't think too much. Although you married me, you're not sold to me. You have your own life. It's your property and has nothing to do with our Smith family."
"I support all the decisions you have made."
Zed Smith's sincere words made Freda's eyes red.
"Why do you spoil me so much? You will indulge me."
Because of the water in his hands, Zed Smith couldn't hold the Freda. He could only raise two hands and put his arms on the shoulders of Freda to close the distance between them and put his forehead against hers.
"Then I will spoil you so that you can never leave me."