"Do you really like listening to opera?"
"...?"
Hearing Yun Qian's sudden question, Xu Chang'an was slightly startled.
He looked at Yun Qian's serious eyes, thinking she was about to ask something important, but ended up hearing such a strange matter.
Does he like opera?
"I guess... I like it?" Xu Chang'an thought he didn't dislike it, and being able to watch it twice might count as liking it.
He just didn't know to what extent Yun Qian meant by "like."
"I guess." Yun Qian repeated, blinking her eyes.
Really?
It was the first time she began to doubt his words.
In Miss Yun's mind, her husband's preferences were something she needed to understand, a matter of high priority.
Logically, she should be aware of the things Xu Chang'an likes.
For example, he likes spicy food.
For example, he enjoys teasing people.
For instance, when it comes to liking her, he's a bit of a flirt.
Even those girls he likes; Yun Qian is quite knowledgeable about these different types of liking.
