บท 341: Pretty Little Wife?

As Xu Hu Zhe observed Xu Feng engrossed in re-reading the letter, a warm smile crept across his features, illuminating his usually reserved look in his eyes. 

In the quiet courtyard, where the only sounds were the rustle of leaves and the occasional chirping of birds, Xu Hu Zhe's smile seemed to brighten the entire space. 

His smile was like a ray of sunshine breaking through the clouds, casting a bright and cheerful aura around him. There was no blending into the background this time even as he tried to leave Xu Feng to his thoughts. In this moment, he couldn't contain his joy.

There was likely much for them to strategize, and Xu Feng needed space to gather his thoughts. It was obvious the silver haired ger spent quite a lot of time lost in his thoughts…