Translator: Pika
Zu An felt that his wife was being needlessly kind to her enemies, and he had a strong feeling that it would backfire on her in the future. Nevertheless, the words that poured out of his mouth ended up being compliments, “Honey, your heart is truly made out of gold. It’s no wonder why others call you a fairy!”
Qiao Xueying shot a glare at Zu An hatefully, “Our young miss is a fairy, but it’s a pity that she married a fellow like you. It’s almost like a flowe..
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