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That day, Zi Die left her restaurant and went to the dical school to look for Su Wenxiu. Although she was in charge of the shop, she continued to teach in school because of her wealth of dical knowledge.

Su Wenxiu and Zi Die had separate offices in the dical school. Zi Die knocked on her husband’s door, and the latter cleared his throat before saying, “Co in!”

Although they were married, Zi Die would still feel butterflies in her stomach whenever she heard Su Wenxiu’s voice. She opened the door and noticed that her husband was busy.

Ti had been kind to Su Wenxiu, and he had not aged a bit. If anything, he looked more mature and confident than before. Even his scholarly deanor had beco more apparent.

Zi Die knew it was because he had accumulated a wealth of knowledge. She looked at her husband and reminisced about their interactions three years ago.

Zi Die fell in love with Su Wenxiu at first sight. She only dared to confess her feelings for him because she was courageous. Ultimately, Su Wenxiu beca her husband.

Although she was bold back then, she felt she would not have the courage to do it now. One would say that youngsters were more courageous and spontaneous. Even so, Zi Die was grateful to her forr self for being courageous.

After not getting a response from the person he had let in, Su Wenxiu looked up and saw Zi Die. When he saw his wife, his expression softened with a doting light.

Zi Die’s heart pounded when she t Su Wenxiu’s gaze. He asked, “What are you doing here, honey?”

“I knew you’ve been busy these past few days, but I wanted to see you.” Zi Die pouted.

Su Wenxiu helplessly pulled his wife behind the desk and whispered, “Didn’t we see each other this morning?”

“But I miss you already,” Zi Die whispered back.

Although Su Wenxiu was many years older than Zi Die, she still clung to him.

Su Wenxiu’s heart skipped a beat when he heard his wife’s words. He knew he was not good at expressing himself, but he knew his feelings for his wife were profound.

He stood up and combed her hair back, saying, “Do you want sothing to eat? We can go out. I can even cook for you in the school’s kitchen.”

Su Wenxiu had been swamped these few days because there was a constant flow of new students enrolling in the school. Usually, he would entrust so trivial matters to the logistics manager and teachers to spend more ti with his wife.

In the past, he always regarded his work crucially. However, he later learned to balance his work life and personal life better. He always tried his best to spend ti with Zi Die because she ant a lot to him. After all, she had helped him feel happy again.

Zi Die smiled and shook her head. “I’m not hungry, dear. I just feel sorry that you have to work so much. Can I help you with anything?”

She always told her husband her thoughts and would give him a true sense of security by showing she cared. She also made him feel needed.

Su Wenxiu said dotingly, “That’s okay. I don’t want you to tire yourself out, too.”

“I’m not tired at all, dear.”

“I know, but I can’t bear to bother you with my work.” Su Wenxiu then fell silent for a mont. After all, he only wanted to give his best to Zi Die.

“Since that’s the case, you should rest,” Zi Die said smilingly, “Why don’t you co with to the Grand Theater to watch the new play?”

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