Jia Chenggang checked into the guesthouse with Wang Xia and Rong.
Wang Xia followed behind Jia Chenggang, silent all the way, with Mu Xingfeng's words echoing in her ear: She's my pride. Don't let me hear any words against my wife again, or I, Mu Xingfeng, will be the first not to agree.
She didn't understand, a university student who was still in school, a little girl who hadn't yet stepped into society, and could even be somewhat arrogant and unreasonable, what made her worthy of such pride from a man like Mu Xingfeng? Was it just because she was pretty?
But in her heart, Mu Xingfeng had never been such a shallow person.
As they entered the room, Jia Chenggang placed the mother and child's luggage on the ground and looked at Wang Xia's sullen face; he was quite upset too.
He had long heard that Captain Mu got married, and had also heard that Captain Mu dotes on his young wife, who is six years younger than him, but he had never seen her before.
