the two-faced Adopted Girl Who Melted CEO's Ice-Cold Heart Chapter 921: A Gilded Home for My Beloved, Only for You

The old residence probably encompassed the happiest tis of his youth, and now returning here with his beloved woman by his side, the man feels life is the most beautiful he can imagine.

Ignatius Leclair held her tightly, his sculpted handso face lowered accurately to kiss her small face, and said in a deep voice, "After all, this is the old ho, I originally wanted to buy another house in the United Kingdom, but suddenly thought that now I’m penniless and need my wife’s help."

The man’s voice subtly carried a hint of amusent, as if he found it quite proud that his wife was wealthy, or perhaps being a kept man was sothing to be proud of?

Delphine couldn’t quite comprehend his logic and said in surprise, "So all these years in the United Kingdom, you haven’t bought a villa to keep soone?"

"I will in the future, but just to keep you," the man said sensually, his voice tinged with a teasing flavor, accurately finding her thin lips for a delicate kiss.

Delphine’s heart fluttered at his teasing, leaning against the wall, raising her little face to accept his fervent kiss.

It seems he especially likes kissing her?

Both the master bedroom and second bedroom have open balconies, with climbing plants reaching out to the balcony; Ignatius Leclair’s room is simple, in cold tones of black, white, and gray. Delphine searched around but didn’t find any toys or leisure books, and curiously asked the man sitting in the wind on the balcony, "Why doesn’t your room have a single leisure book?"

"Hmm, there’s not enough ti to look at my wife, let alone read leisure books," the man said leisurely.

Delphine: "..."

The man laughed softly and said casually, "Without those things, you should know the world of a top student; I disdain wasting ti on leisure books."

Delphine sat over, resting her chin and watching the man with both intellect and looks, asking, "So in your student days, many people pursued you, right?"

Mr. Leclair felt this question needed careful answering, a careless response might ignite a war.

The man responded vaguely, "At that ti, I didn’t really understand, maybe there were, but I didn’t receive love letters or the like. Can my wife fill a small void in my heart?"

Once Delphine saw his curled lips, she knew he was speaking nonsense. With such looks, even if the young girls had cultural aesthetic differences, there was still the identity of top student. Besides, this place is openly minded; a man like Ignatius Leclair, who maintains such chastity, is really unique.

Delphine blinked, mimicking his vagueness, "I’m not very good at writing love letters either."

"I can teach, after all, it’s not difficult for a top student." The man curled his lips into a slight smile, his handso face slightly turned towards her.

The man’s deep features bathed in the daylight, his expression gentle, his tone soft, his focusless Phoenix eyes full of amusent. Delphine looked at his current figure, seeing no difference from his youth; she had been enamored with such a smile before unable to extricate herself. She never thought there’d be a day, the cold and arrogant man above all else would smile so gently at her.

Delphine feels he’s changed a lot, subtly resembling Magnus Leclair, recalling his double personality. Though she loves him for who he is, loving both personalities, she still wants to ask him about Magnus Leclair.

"Are you the primary personality now?" Delphine asked softly.

The man’s body slightly tensed, unable to see her face to analyze the information revealed through her expression. He could only deduce the scant information from her tone; it’s amusing, the formidable Ignatius Leclair in the Nanyang, feels his greatest rival is himself. Who knows he once madly envied himself for a period of ti.