Xie Yuansheng looked at her with narrow eyes as he held his breath. Did she remember her drunken episodes with him? But the next moment Feng Xinying looked at her husband normally without a trace of remembrance.
Feng Xinying felt lucky to have him by her side. She looked beyond him to the red roses she had presented him yesterday. They were blossoming. It just couldn't get any better. She stroked his cheeks and then tousled his hair, which was becoming her favorite pastime these days.
But she had to go now. She sighed and said, "I have to go now. Lots of projects are pending and they need my attention. Mister CEO, you better not slack, else the people around will blame me."
"I won't comb my hair now and then they will all know," he teased.
