What does it mean that it's okay if she prepared it?
Before Ye Zhenzhen could ponder more, she realized the man standing at the door was already striding towards her with his long legs, step by step. As she lifted her gaze, she met his deep, ink-like eyes, and for some reason, she felt a twinge of guilt in her heart.
Could it be he really misunderstood something? Was this man going to...
"Song Jinze, you..."
The man was already standing in front of her.
With a sense of guilt and embarrassment, Ye Zhenzhen curved her lips into a smile, but the smile didn't reach her eyes. She averted her gaze and pointed at the large gift box on the bed, "This really isn't prepared by me, please don't overthink it..."
Please don't, please don't. Although she was this man's legal wife, and what he said didn't seem to be wrong, but this... this...
The man was already leaning towards her. He wasn't going to take this seriously, was he?