Human beings are creatures of habit. A trait is hard to let go of once it becomes a habit.
Shangguan Ning had been married to Jing Yichen for such a short time, yet these two days when he was away, made her restless. Home didn't feel like home.
She lived by herself for more than four years, but she had never felt like this.
It was a good thing that work kept her busy these days. It kept her mind off all such feelings.
That afternoon she was studying the intricacies of developing good public relations, when her cell-phone rang.
The middle-aged voice on the other side asked, "Is that Ning?"
Although Shangguan Ning hadn't heard this voice in four years, still could still recognise it.
She answered, "This is Ning, Uncle."
It was Shangguan Zheng's younger brother – Shangguan Xing, who had called her.
"How have you been? I haven't seen you in ages. I bet you have grown into a fine young lady!"
