It's not too late to love: Young Master Fu spoils his wife with strength

In the evening, Li Zeyao returned to the villa much earlier than usual.

Su Wan sat on the sofa reading a book, a little surprised: "Are there any things at school today?"

Li Zeyao took off his overcoat, and Nuan Nuan stood aside and took it respectfully.

"Why, do you think I came back early?"

Su Wan smiled but said nothing.

Watching the man walk up to me and sit down, there was always a faint smile on his face: "This is Professor Li's home, so I naturally want to come back whenever I want, how could I feel that it's too early It's over."

The man's deep eyes fell on her, he paused for a few seconds, then suddenly leaned over, and pressed a light kiss on her lips.

"This is your home too."

Su Wan's thoughts moved slightly, and she never thought that what she said casually would be brought up by Li Zeyao in this way.

She suddenly smiled and took the initiative to hold Li Zeyao's hand: "Of course, I'm married to you. This is your home, and naturally it's also my home. So, welcome home, Professor Li."

Li Zeyao stretched out his hand and pulled her into his arms. He didn't care when he noticed Wen Nuan and the others' ambiguous smiles.

"Does the wound still hurt?" He asked in a low voice while helping her straighten her somewhat messy hair.

With so many people around, Su Wan still felt a little uncomfortable, but Li Zeyao was so skilled, she felt that if she struggled, would she appear a little hypocritical?
"What are you thinking?"

When she was absent-minded for a while, Li Zeyao spoke again, his tone was a little more serious than before.

"No, it doesn't hurt, it's just a small injury."

The man nodded in satisfaction: "I heard that you met someone at Grandpa's place today?"

Li Zeyao would definitely know that Qin Tao met her, and Su Wan had thought of this a long time ago.

"Well, she was worried about my injury, so she came to see me."

The man pulled her away from his arms, and his eyes fell on her face: "Just to see you?"

Su Wan pursed her lips: "What do you think?"

"Su Wan..." The man lowered his voice, obviously displeased.

Su Wan twitched the corners of her lips: "You told me not to go out, and to recuperate at home. I am obedient and stay at home, but for some of my matters, striking while the iron is hot is the most important thing. I must seize the time to discuss it with Qin Tao step by step plan."

The man's thin lips were tightly pursed, and his jaw was tense.

Su Wan had a headache: "Are you angry?"

The man looked down at her, and said in a cold tone, "Su Wan, you're all injured, can't you just stop? Are you so anxious?"

Su Wan felt that the premise that she could talk to Li Zeyao patiently was that Li Zeyao didn't hold on to anything.

But now that Li Zeyao was talking sarcasticly because she met Qin Tao, she was suddenly upset. Even though she knew, Li Zeyao was also worried about her.

"I've said it all, it's a small injury, why don't you let it go, I just asked Qin Tao to come to me, and talked to her about the next plan, you just treat me like this, what have I done to me, Did I not listen to you, or did I not recuperate at home?"

When it came to the end, Su Wan's rare tone was a little aggrieved, like a complaint or an accusation.

Li Zeyao didn't expect that Su Wan's reaction would be so great just by saying a word.

Seeing Wen Nuan looking over, he coughed a little uncomfortable.

"I don't mean to reprimand you. I'm also doing it for your body. You're hurting so much and the wound has worsened. How can I explain to grandpa?"

Su Wan's furrowed brows showed no sign of relaxation: "But your tone is very serious."