Mr. Su, If You Love Your Wife, Please Keep a Low Profile.

When he was fifteen years old, due to a premeditated plot, Si Yu changed his appearance and became Si Yu, the heir of the Si family. He was as cold as ice and devoid of any emotions. Until one day when she met Su Yuchen from the S Group, he forcefully squeezed into her world and made it his own private property. He dispelled all the haze for her, using love as a city and the ground as a prison. "Wife, look at me, look at me, look at me!" "I saw it." The cold Si Yu moved his eyes to his face obediently, his cold voice carrying a unique charm. "Wife, I want a hug!" "Hug!" "Honey, I want a kiss!" "Kiss!" "Honey, lift it high!" "... Get out!" Si Yu, who had been holding back for a while, was defeated by his shamelessness. Everyone in the imperial capital said how much Su Yuchen loved Si Yu and doted on him. Only my sober secretary, Monan, who was drunk alone among the crowd, put on a mysterious smile: "That's because you haven't seen how the wife dotes on the husband!" ! !