Days passed by quickly. Because Lei Zhao was worried about Yan Mei getting sick, he prevented her from going to work so she could only work from home. It was Sunday morning and Yan Mei had just finished getting ready for brunch with Oldman Lei. Wearing a casual floral round neckline maxi A-line dress, pairing it up with a nude, high heeled pumps made comfortable by a two-inch platform. She looked simple yet refined.
While standing in the mirror, Lei Zhao came to stand behind her and hugged her. He rested his chin on her shoulders as he stared at her through the mirror.
"Wifey, you look beautiful." Yan Mei smiled and met his eyes in the mirror.
"You too." Amusement flickered in Lei Zhao's eyes. Yan Mei grumbled after realizing what she had said.
"I mean you look handsome, but you probably already know this right?" Lei Zhao pressed his lips against her neck and nuzzled. Warmth blossomed inside Yan Mei.