After hanging up, Wen Xinya placed her hand gently on her chest. Her heart was pumping hard with love and passion.
She couldn't help but shake her head and smile. She and Si Yiyan had been together for more than ten years and had long passed the so-called honeymoon phase and moved towards peacefulness and bliss. They were not only the most intimate lovers but also an inseparable family.
Years had polished the corners of this relationship, making it smooth. Although passion remained, under the grinding of time, it had gradually lost its impulsiveness.
Unexpectedly, this sense of excitement, buried deep within her heart, was like a jar of wine which deepened in taste and aroma the longer it was kept.
Wen Xinya calmed her hastened heartbeat, parked her car, and went to the market.
At this time, the market was bustling, rather packed, and rather chaotic.
