The young master's husband was such a sweetheart

The young man's gaze was clear and sincere, without a trace of false desire.

The pampered little thing really didn't want anything else.

Gu Shang had seen the lovers kept by prominent figures in the business world. Some of them were the obedient type too, all tender sweetness when they put on an act, practically eager to peel grapes and feed them straight into their patrons' mouths.

But Gu Shang could see the greed lurking in their eyes.

Greed held in check for the moment in pursuit of greater gains.

But... he truly couldn't see any of that in Ji Mingzhu's eyes. Not only was there nothing negative in them, Gu Shang thought he could even discern a hint of concern and gratitude...

As though he was grateful that Gu Shang had stood up for him in front of the Ji Family and accompanied him on his shopping trip, and felt bad that Gu Shang had no time to himself even outside work...

Gu Shang pressed his thin lips together slightly and deliberately said, "All right, let's go home, then."

And the young man really did follow him obediently, without resisting or changing his mind in the slightest.

Once they were in the car, Gu Shang was the one who began to regret it a little... Had he known, he wouldn't have suggested leaving just to test him.

Ji Mingzhu was so good, but that was no reason to take advantage of his obedience and mistreat him.

He should have bought him something, even if he didn't need it.

Ji Mingzhu felt bad for him...?

No one had ever expressed that sort of concern for Gu Shang. Even his parents had never shown such feelings so openly.

It was as though he had been born to shoulder a burden. Slacking off was wrong, and complaining was wrong too. All he was supposed to do was support the entire company with maturity and composure.

The young man's response had caught him completely off guard, leaving him in a very strange, delicate emotional state.

There was a sour, swelling ache, a little numbness, and a faint taste he couldn't quite tell was a sweet aftertaste... If he had to describe it, it was like a glass of lemon soda.

It leaned more toward sour, with an abundance of sharp, nose-stinging bubbles burrowing relentlessly into his organs, until it felt as though tiny ants were nibbling away even inside his blood.

It was a very unfamiliar emotion.

Gu Shang had never experienced it before, and it left him a little panicked.

He didn't know how to face it, so for the rest of the drive, he simply leaned back against his seat and closed his eyes to rest, saying nothing more.

Once they got home, Ji Mingzhu happily went to unpack the clothes that had been delivered ahead of them, while Gu Shang headed straight upstairs.

Partway up, Gu Shang suddenly heard the pampered little thing calling to him from behind.

He stood on the stairs with his face set, maintaining his expressionless look as he turned around. "Hmm?"

His voice was as cold and heavy as ice on a snowy river.

Ji Mingzhu was completely oblivious, still smiling brightly.

Holding a pile of shopping bags that gave off an expensive fragrance, the young man peeked out from behind them with a sweet smile, his beautiful eyes shining. "Thank you, hubby. You're the best husband in the whole world~"

His voice was as sweet as honey. Even Uncle Chen, who happened to be passing by, was left a little dazed by that sweetness and couldn't help stopping to watch him from a distance with a kind, affectionate expression.

The young master's husband really was such a sweetheart.

In his opinion, he was almost cuter than his own little grandson. Every day, he brought Uncle Chen a powerful dose of comfort amid the endless routine of household affairs.

How could the young master still hold back in the face of this? It was downright bizarre.

The little old man thought this with his mustache bristling and his eyes wide.

His own husband had praised him so sweetly and adorably, yet there he stood up on the stairs, stiff as a board, with that stony face.

Was he even a man?!

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