If Chen Cixiu knew what Xu Shaoan was thinking, he would probably feel like the sky had fallen.

He earned his beautiful wife through such great good deeds in his past life, only to have her become entangled with a lunatic.

Did he steal a Goubuli steamed bun from a beggar in his past life to earn such a terrible fate?

However, he was unaware of all this. He had already finished dinner with Jiang Yu and was on a plane home.

After learning that Chen Cixiu had returned home.

Wu Cheng also breathed a sigh of relief.

I cancelled the ticket directly. Although I lost a little money, it was more expensive than taking off and then rearranging everything.

Once they landed in the car, Jiang Yu was already asleep with her eyes closed.

Today was such a rushed day.

Wu Cheng sent a message to Chen Cixiu.

I clicked on it and took a look.

[Cixiu, do you need to prepare anything like a confession? We still have plenty of time to arrange it.]

Chen Cixiu looked at the WeChat message.

He was suddenly startled to realize that he and Jiang Yu had never actually confessed their feelings to each other.

It is said that love begins with a confession.

They also confessed their feelings, but does that count?

At that moment, both of them were preoccupied with sex.

They no longer care whether it's a confession or not.

Saying you like someone is just a way to stimulate the adrenaline of two people.

Looking back, it seems like I've never had a formal, complete confession.

Looking at Jiang Yu, who was fast asleep on his body, Chen Cixiu's lips curled up slightly.

The brain begins to filter which kind of confession is the best.

Although this dating reality show was just a guest appearance for them twice, it wouldn't be a bad idea for them to use it as a chance to confess their feelings to Jiang Yu.

Moreover, Jiang Yu had been showing off their affection in interviews.

Chen Cixiu reminisced about the little things they had shared.

Fortunately, the date was relatively recent; if it had been further back, I really wouldn't have been able to recall many of the details.

[Junior, are you still there? Do you need anything? If so, I'll get it done for you today.]

Wu Cheng sent another message.

He's probably already making arrangements.

Chen Cixiu's brain seemed to react instantly, and he figured out what kind of confession he should use.

He replied to Wu Cheng, "Senior, no need. I have my own way of confessing to President Jiang."

[Okay, in that case, you two get some rest. I'll pick you up tomorrow.]

When Wu Cheng said he would pick someone up, he meant he would come to pick them up in person.

In other words, Chen Cixiu and Jiang Yu will have to ride in their car tomorrow.

I guess there's some kind of event going on.

But tomorrow is Saturday and Sunday, so it's a good time to get some rest.

Why.

It seems like I've already had four days off this week.

They really know how to take a break.

After arriving home, Chen Cixiu woke Jiang Yu up.

When he got home, he was exhausted, but he still forced himself to sit on the sofa and asked Gu Qianqian some questions.

After all, they were best friends, and only Gu Qianqian knew what Jiang Yu liked.

[Your wife had a wish when she was in high school, which she still hasn't fulfilled.]

Chen Cixiu posed a question mark.

It means don't keep us in suspense.

[She wants to see a Sichuan opera performance. She's never been before. She saw someone do face-changing in high school, and it's been a memory ever since. As for what she likes, forget about that. If your wife liked something, she would have bought it already. You don't need to buy it for her.]

Chen Cixiu looked at the message Gu Qianqian sent and felt somewhat helpless.

However, this did give him some ideas.

In that case, let's just follow the plan we had on the bus.

Shouldn't this confession also have a back-and-forth structure?

The next day, Chen Cixiu opened the door, still half asleep.

Suddenly, I saw the camera right in my face.

He actually got up earlier than Jiang Yu today.

Jiang Yu's sleep is getting deeper and deeper.

Since the two of them got together, President Jiang has occasionally slept until eight o'clock.

This pleased Chen Cixiu greatly.

Even on weekdays, she still gets up on time.

The kind that's unwavering.

I have to record a show today, and I guess I've already mentally repeated it many times before going to sleep, which is why I haven't gotten out of bed yet.

"Good morning, Teacher Chen."

Seeing his sleepy eyes, the production crew knew they had come to the right place.

Many people are curious about Chen Cixiu's bare face. After all, he would cover up some imperfections when appearing on a show. As for Jiang Yu, not to mention that she is naturally beautiful, her light makeup looks like she is not wearing any makeup at all.

What surprised the audience was that Chen Cixiu's skin was so good.

They were so impressed that they were frantically commenting on the screen; no, even an ordinary person would put on makeup after waking up?

"Good morning, please come in first. My wife is still sleeping, so please keep your voices down and don't wake her. I'm going to brush my teeth and wash my face."

Chen Cixiu walked towards the bathroom.

The camera followed them inside.

Immediately afterwards, the audience saw Chen Cixiu washing his face with sulfur soap.

Everyone who posted those messages is apologizing.

I never would have guessed that someone so wealthy would use a three-yuan sulfur soap to wash their face.

Their hearts were instantly satisfied.

After brushing his teeth and washing his face, Chen Cixiu started making breakfast.

After breakfast was prepared, Chen Cixiu carried it to the bedroom.

The photographers didn't dare go in; they could only stay outside. Who would dare go in and photograph President Jiang sleeping?

Isn't that just courting death?

"Honey, get up and have breakfast."

Chen Cixiu said in a low voice.

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