The next day.
The morning sun gently spilled into the bedroom of Pei Jingchuan and Jiang Yuzhu, the air still lingered with a faint whiff of rose scent.
Pei Jingchuan slowly opened his eyes, raptly gazing at the peacefully sleeping Jiang Yuzhu beside him, a sense of satisfaction and happiness welled up within him.
He carefully tucked the blanket around her, lightly kissed her forehead, and then gingerly got out of bed, ensuring not to disturb her.
He changed into casual clothes, preparing to go out, contemplating his plans for the morning.
Upon reaching the downstairs, Pei Jingchuan saw Mrs. Chen busily working in the kitchen.
He faintly cleared his throat, "Mrs. Chen."
Upon hearing his voice, Mrs. Chen swiftly turned around, gave a slight bow, "Good morning, Young Master Jingchuan."
"Make breakfast that Yuzhu loves to eat."
Mrs. Chen nodded, her tone revealing a hint of kindness, "Of course, Young Master. Shall I make her favorite honey lemon toast and fruit salad?"