Song Jingchen, who had never cared about his appearance, inexplicably had a ridiculous thought. Fortunately, he was good-looking.
He even wondered if this girl would have followed him to Xiagou Village if he wasn't good-looking. The outcome was obvious.
A gust of cold air rushed towards her. Shen Yijia shivered and turned around.
Oh my, her beautiful husband's face was so dark.
"Is Ah Xun good-looking?" Song Jingchen asked with a faint smile.
Shen Yijia was confused.
An autumn breeze blew past. Shen Yijia adjusted her clothes and blinked. She shook her head timidly. "No, you're the best-looking."
"Is that so?"
"Of course. In my heart, my husband will always be the best-looking." Besides, Ah Xun was about the same age as Brother Hao.
What if he didn't look good? Song Jingchen pursed his lips and turned around. "I'm going back."
