Han Zhan walked out of the meeting room, walked around a winding corridor, and returned to his office.
He pushed open the office door and entered. He saw Song Ci playing darts.
Han Zhan quietly walked over, hugged Song Ci from behind, and placed his palm on her abdomen. "When did you come over? You didn't even call me in advance."
"Brother Long said you were in a meeting and didn't disturb you." Song Ci threw the dart out, turned around, looked up at Han Zhan, and said, "I am going to Belgium tomorrow afternoon. I miss you and came over to accompany you."
Han Zhan frowned slightly, looking troubled. He said, "Today is an international summary meeting held once every two months. We can't push it." He also wanted to accompany Song Ci, but the schedules of the district heads were very tight and couldn't be changed casually.
Song Ci said considerately, "It's okay. Let's chat after your meeting."
