"Continue with your work then. I'll give Qin Zhou a call and apply for leave."
With that, the woman left the study, humming away like a chirpy, little bird.
As Mu Yazhe watched his wife leave, he could not help but smile while lifting his hand to caress the spot where her lingering warmth remained on his face. That smile, though, soon faded and he assumed his usual stoic expression. After sipping on his coffee, he turned his attention back onto the computer screen.
The little twins pushed open the study door right at that moment, popping their heads in as they asked out of curiosity, "Daddy, we heard that you and mommy will be selecting her bridal gown tomorrow."
He arched a brow. "Yeah. What about it?"
"I wanna go, too! I wanna go, too!"
Little Yichen raised his arm excitedly.
His twin looked at him in disdain. "What are you clamoring about?"
He answered all matter-of-factly, "I want to select a pretty bridal gown for mommy!"
