She always felt like she had heard Lu Jianshen's voice last night.
But the bed beside her was neat and tidy, as if no one had slept there.
She reached out her hand to feel, and it was ice-cold, also suggesting that no one had slept there.
It seemed she was overthinking, and it was just a hallucination.
When she went downstairs, Lu Jianshen had already gone to work, leaving behind a rich breakfast on the table.
When they had just married, Lu Jianshen had hired several maids, but because she disliked having strangers at home, he had replaced them with hourly workers.
They would come regularly to clean the house and cook.
If it wasn't necessary, they would leave after finishing their work.
But today, Auntie Pei surprisingly hadn't left yet.
While she was having breakfast, it seemed that something was still being cooked in the kitchen, the rich aroma wafting through the air.
At that moment, Auntie Pei came out, "Madam, you really should eat more, look at you, too thin."