C12 Album

Gu Xiu glanced at the empty wardrobe and saw a few different coloured underwear quietly hanging in it. He didn't know why, but his mind suddenly came to a conclusion. The appearance of those pants on Mu Yangyang's body actually made his cold face blush.

However, he still strode towards the wardrobe and said, "I'm your husband, what's so inconvenient about it?"

With that, he started to clean up the mess. It was too late for Mu Yangyang to stop him now. Her face was so red that it looked as if blood was about to drip out of it.

After Gu Xiu tidied up the underwear, he turned around and saw Mu Yangyang curled up on the bed with a shy expression. Gu Xiu tidied up the underwear and turned around to see Mu Yangyang curled up on the bed with a bashful expression.

Seemingly seeing from Gu Xiu's gaze how seductive her current position was, Mu Yangyang quickly grabbed the cover of the blanket. But when she grabbed the blanket, the album that Gu Xiu had put on the blanket in a hurry slipped off the blanket.

Gu Xiu walked over to pick up the photo album and handed it to Mu Yangyang. When Mu Yangyang saw the cover, she was stunned for a moment, but she didn't pick it up.

Gu Xiu opened the photo album, but didn't do as Mu Yangyang wished. Instead, he sat on the edge of her bed and asked, "Can you tell me about your past?"

Mu Yangyang looked at Gu Xiu's pair of obsidian eyes that were full of seriousness. However, her eyes were filled with sadness.

She didn't know what to say. Although she was Gu Xiu's legal wife now, she actually sold herself to Gu Xiu, which made her feel like she didn't have the power to reject Gu Xiu. She lowered her head, bit her lips, and grabbed the blanket with her hands.

"I hope that one day you will take the initiative to tell me." Gu Xiu said seriously, but he did not press any further.

Mu Yangyang closed her eyes. The pain from her heart all the way to her eyes made her eyes astringent. However, she slightly tilted her head, unwilling to let the tears fall.

Actually, Mu Yangyang didn't even know how many years she hadn't shed a single tear before returning home. It was as if she hadn't cried since her foster mother died, her tears seemed to have dried up when her foster mother passed away, and from then on, all that was left in her world was to earn money and live. These four words, those heavy burdens, weighed on her so heavily that she couldn't even breathe, let alone cry.

Gu Xiu looked at Mu Yangyang's patient appearance and felt a slight pain in his heart. This strange feeling made him frown, but he still pulled Mu Yangyang into his embrace.

Mu Yangyang's body stiffened. She wanted to push him away, but she resisted in the end because this man was her husband and was her financial backer.

After a long while, Mu Yangyang finally calmed down. The room was so quiet that only the breathing of the two could be heard.

"Gu Gu …"

Suddenly, a discordant voice broke the silence.

Mu Yangyang raised her head from Gu Xiu's chest. Embarrassment flashed across Gu Xiu's face. Mu Yangyang looked at the small clock on the bedside table. Unknowingly, it was already 1pm. No wonder Gu Xiu was so hungry that his stomach started to protest.

After standing up, Mu Yangyang looked at Gu Xiu embarrassedly and said, "About that, I'll go cook. What do you want to eat? Or is there anything you don't want to eat?"

"Whatever, I don't mind!" Gu Xiu answered shortly.

"Alright, take a rest first. I'll do it now." Mu Yangyang said as she walked out of the room. The moment she left Gu Xiu's line of sight, she let out a soft sigh. It was too awkward for them to be together like this.