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Yan Jinsu was truly defeated by Xie Jingchen's response speed. Before she could even lose her temper, the man eagerly pressed his sullen face to her cheek, gently caressing and cooing, satisfyingly murmuring:
"Wife, I missed you to death."
Yan Jinsu pursed her lips, the slight discomfort on her face also more genuinely proving that this man was really hugging her tightly and coaxing her from behind, and not just a figment of her imagination.
The misunderstanding was indeed as he had guessed. As Xie Jingchen let out a sigh of relief, he also critically reviewed his past actions—although his heart was full of deep love for the little woman in his arms, his self-righteous deep love had neglected his wife's true feelings.
Now that he thought about it, his unilateral fear of harming his wife's health, without ever explaining the reason to her, it's no wonder his little wife would overthink.
