It was as if there were only the two of them at the dining table.
Jiang Duoduo, who was sitting next to them, watched enviously as Lu Ming lavished attention on Jing Yiren.
Suddenly, Jiang Duoduo spoke up, "Yiren! Lu Ming treats you so well!"
"Who else should my husband be good to, if not me? Right, darling?" Jing Yiren replied in a teasing manner to Lu Ming.
Lu Ming's mouth curled into a smirk.
"That's only natural!"
Jiang Duoduo looked on enviously from the side.
As night fell, a light rain began to fall outside.
In the spring, the rain was often accompanied by rolls of thunder.
As soon as Jing Yiren and Lu Ming returned to their room, Lu Ming noticed that someone had been on their bed.
There were obvious footprints on the silk sheets.
Upon discovering this, Lu Ming frowned subconsciously.
Being obsessively clean, Lu Ming couldn't possibly sleep now.
He had the servants replace all the bedding and throw it all away.
