In the living room, Christine walked in with a tired expression. Catherine came down from upstairs. When she saw him, she frowned slightly. Without asking anything, she turned around and walked into the kitchen.
Not long after, she brought out a bowl of tremella pear soup.
“Drink it, it’s nourishing with fire.”
Christine curled her lips and took the bowl with a light smile. She drank it casually, “Catherine, have you ever thought of changing your job?”
Catherine frowned, and her voice was even colder than before. “What do you mean?”
Christine put down the Soup Bowl, leaned heavily on the sofa, and leaned her head back, her fiery red hair was even more flamboyant. “Don’t be agitated, I have no intention of letting you leave. I just want to change a place, change a job.”
Catherine’s figure was cold, and her gaze changed from the initial excitement to the current coldness. Looking at Christine’s tired expression, she thought of the reason why he did not return last night.
