The situation outside was pretty much stable now. Apart from some circuit problems that couldn't be fixed for the time being, everything else was fine.
Xia Anlan changed his clothes and went downstairs. He could smell the fragrance coming from the kitchen.
He walked to the kitchen door and looked at su ningmei's back as she busied herself. The corners of his lips unconsciously curved up.
Her presence made him feel as if he had been with her for a long time and was used to her presence.
The current scene was just like the married life he had once imagined many years ago.
It was simple and ordinary.
His wife didn't need to come from a prominent family, she didn't need to be as beautiful as a flower, and she didn't need to be too virtuous and virtuous. As long as she was the one that suited him, that was all that mattered.