When Jiang Li returned home, she saw Fu Jiuxiao sitting in a wheelchair, looking out of the door as if he was waiting for his wife patiently.
She could not help but laugh when she saw Fu Jiuxiao like this. "Who made our Ninth Master unhappy?"
As soon as Jiang Li finished speaking, Fu Jiuxiao's face instantly turned from dark to bright. The speed at which his expression changed made Jiang Li suspect that the Fu Jiuxiao she saw when she first entered the room was just an illusion.
What Jiang Li did not know was that it was because of that word 'our' that made Fu Jiuxiao pleased.
As long as the other party was Jiang Li, the things he wanted could not be any simpler.
With that thought, Fu Jiuxiao completely forgot about his previous unhappiness. He unconsciously softened his voice. "If you're hungry, there's food in the kitchen."
"No, I'll go to the study to work for a while."
