Su Yue opened her mouth a couple of times before she managed to say, "You…"
She had just uttered a word when Ming Ansheng's phone rang.
Ming Ansheng heard Su Yue first, and he merely glanced at his phone. He raised an eyebrow and asked, "Huh? What do you want to say?"
"Nothing." Su Yue shook her head and pointed at Ming Ansheng's phone. "Answer your call, it's your secretary."
Li Yang was Ming Ansheng's long-time secretary. So naturally, she knew him.
The phone call destroyed the courage she had garnered.
She pressed her lips and turned her head away.
N City was as beautiful as a scene from a fairytale after the snow. It felt surreal and dreamy.
Just like how he was driving the car and with their daughter sitting behind.
Just like a family of three—this was something she had never dreamt of.
"I know, why are you so worried?"
