Lu Hualiang’s eyebrows lowered, coldness spreading all around, instantly freezing everything within ten miles.
Even if Yang Li was scared to death, he would crawl back from Hell to continue rescuing his master’s emotional intelligence.
Truly, it’s exhausting like a worrying old maid.
"Master, this won’t do, it’s very easy for Madam to think that you married her just for the sake of sleeping with her."
Lu Hualiang’s face was expressionless, "Who says I’m not?"
Desire doesn’t necessarily mean love, but if there’s love, there will undoubtedly be desire.
When emotions reach a certain level, naturally you’d wish for a more intimate relationship.
The integration of body and soul, the union of physical and spiritual, the exploration of spirit and desire, all these are based on mutual love.
He loves her, it’s impossible for him not to desire her.
If one day he no longer wants to be with her, wouldn’t that be the most terrifying thing?
Yang Li was sweating profusely, he didn’t even know what to say anymore.
Master, your words could easily cause misunderstandings.
If Madam heard this, she’d definitely think you just want to sleep with her rather than love her, divorce could happen any minute.
As expected, people with low emotional intelligence think differently.
Always possibly on the brink of a divorce.
For his master’s happiness, Yang Li sincerely gave advice.
"I heard women like surprises and romance, appreciating men who have charm and style. Master, you could create more romance for Madam, give her little surprises once in a while, like arranging a date or sending flowers and small gifts."
Yang Li suddenly thought of a question, "Master, have you ever given Madam rose flowers?"
Yang Li twitched at the corner of his eye, "Clothes?"
Asking all these meaningless questions one after another, Lu Hualiang was starting to get impatient.
"They’re all custom-made."
All the clothes, bags, and jewelry are custom-made, the latest designs of every season are delivered to the house, and the room is connected to a large walk-in closet.
There’s an even bigger closet upstairs on the second floor, full of her clothes.
Where’s the need for him to give anything?
Yang Li didn’t want to speak anymore.
It’s not about lack or not, it’s about thoughtfulness, it’s about charm!
Picking them out personally and giving them by hand, is it the same as pre-ordering them to be delivered home, is it?
It’s fundamentally different!
Lu Hualiang reflected, is he really lacking charm?
I heard women like roses, but after being together for so long, he hasn’t even given her a single one.
Thinking about his interactions with Xia Weibao, besides doing it, there really was nothing else...
Seeing Lu Hualiang starting to reflect on himself, Yang Li raised his head to look at the ceiling.
It’s not easy, Master finally got it.
"Master, Madam has a strong personality and is career-focused, she certainly doesn’t want you meddling in her affairs.
But you also shouldn’t be causing troubles for her career, like rumors.
You’re her husband, yet you have rumors with other women and remain silent about it, even if Madam doesn’t say it, she must feel uncomfortable inside."
Lu Hualiang frowned, "What rumors."
Yang Li wore an expression of ’as expected’.
He knew it, his master didn’t know about the rumors stirring with Yan Weiyang!
So he diligently pulled out his phone, displaying all those rampant rumors in front of Lu Hualiang.
Lu Hualiang glanced over them casually, his pupils suddenly contracted, and a murderous aura spread!