Having returned from Prince Rui Residence, upon hearing that his daughter had been acknowledged as Prince Rui's daughter-in-law, Gu Ya's handsome face remained dark and displeased.
Had he, Gu Ya, agreed yet?
How had she been promised to a baby not even half a year old?
The more he thought about it, the more displeased Gu Ya felt.
Su Yunjin saw Gu Ya's stiff face all the way and chuckled, saying, "Alright, my husband, don't be angry anymore. We don't even know whether the child in my womb is a boy or a girl! What if it turns out to be a son? Then we wouldn't have to make her Prince Rui's daughter-in-law?"
Gu Ya grunted but said nothing.
Su Yunjin then reached out to grasp Gu Ya's large hand.
Gu Ya's hand was broad, warm, and with a layer of thin calluses on the palm and fingertips. Holding Gu Ya's hand made Su Yunjin feel secure, and she particularly liked the layer of calluses in the center of his palm.
