Jiang Yao had the impression that when Lu Yuqing and Huang Cheng were together, their smiles were considerably gentler than usual.

Lu Xingzhi gradually quieted down as he listened to Jiang Yao’s words. If what Jiang Yao suggested was accurate, Huang Cheng could be an excellent match for Lu Yuqing.

“Consider this. Chenchen will adore Sister if she and Huang Chengjing move in together. She will be delighted to have her as her mother. Chairman Huang is also fond of Sister. She is friendly and caring. She will have no trouble assimilating into the Huang household. After marrying Huang Chengjing, they may be busy with their respective jobs during the day. After work, they can go to concerts together, play the piano together, and take Chenchen to the amusement park on weekends.”

Jiang Yao was still talking about Lu Yuqing a second ago, but the subject swiftly turned to Lu Xingzhi. “When will you play the piano for me?”

“Well, I can recite a musical score for you.” Lu Xingzhi kept the dried dishes in the cabinet. “Since you think so highly of Huang Chengjing, I guess I must go to Nanjiang City and see things for myself.”

They exited the kitchen and cuddled on the sofa in the living room. Lu

Xingzhi read two weeks’ worth of newspapers while Jiang Yao texted Wen Xuehui, who was overseas. She would glance up from time to time to check he was reading.

Jiang Yao turned down the television volume because Lu Xingzhi was reading the newspaper. He sat on the sofa, reading the newspaper, while Jiang Yao sat cross-legged more than a meter away. He did not know what was so amusing about the joke she saw on her phone, but she clutched it and laughed.

Jiang Yao’s laughter was loud enough to block the television sound. For a brief period, her laughing seemed to be the only sound in their home.

Lu Xingzhi looked at the woman, who was beaming brilliantly. He suddenly remembered what Jiang Yao had said before. The most crucial thing for two people living together was their shared interests and activities.

However, he and Jiang Yao did not appear to share the same interests. When they were together, it seemed like they would not chat about concerts and pianos like Jiang Yao had mentioned about Lu Yuqing and Huang Cheng.

The age gap between him and Jiang Yao was too significant. He would not even know which celebrities a young woman liked if he had not married her and seen the posters in her room.

“Jiang Yao.” Lu Xingzhi realized that the time elapsed between him and Jiang Yao had been inordinately long. He had to intervene and make Jiang Yao quit her habit of looking at her phone.

At the very least, he had to look at her twice.

“What? Did I laugh too loudly and disturb you reading the newspaper?” Jiang Yao held her phone and answered without raising her head.

It was not that. He did not even read much of the news.

“Sit over here,” Lu Xingzhi said.

Jiang Yao raised her head and turned to face Lu Xingzhi. After a few seconds of serious thought, she shook her head and said, “No, it’s too hot! I can’t sit too near you.” The electric fan was blowing in her direction, so she refused to move.

Lu Xingzhi smirked. He stood up and walked toward Jiang Yao. “You said you missed me last night, but you don’t even look at me when I am talking to you now.” He pulled Jiang Yao into his arms. “It looks like your thoughts are easily distracted.”.