On the way home, the man did not ask about Tang Xiaoyu.
He did not even speak much.
The still and silent atmosphere in the dark car made Pei Ge slightly awkward.
For some reason, she just wanted to say something.
"Ziming, how are the kids at home? Are they already asleep?"
Her light cough broke the silence.
"Mhm. They're already asleep," he replied succinctly.
She was slightly taken aback by his response because she understood how difficult it was to coax those two to bed.
Bedtime stories must be read to them before they would sleep.
"You read bedtime stories to them?"
She looked at him in surprise. With the man's handsome yet cold face, she did not think him capable of coaxing children to bed and even telling them bedtime stories.
"I did." The man nodded at her in response.
