To comfort Song Yun's mood, Ye Qingqing did not sleep in separate rooms tonight, but snuggled up with Song Yun and slept sweetly.
Indeed, a husband is one's own power bank, with a husband everything is wonderful~
The next day, when Song Yun opened his eyes and looked down at his wife who was sleeping soundly in his arms, a smile gradually formed on his lips.
He was just an ordinary man, all he wanted in this life was for his family to be healthy and for his wife and children to be by the warm hearth.
"Mmm~"
Ye Qingqing stretched and looked at Song Yun with sleepy eyes, first rubbing her face against Song Yun's chest and making a petulant sound like a little animal, "Husband, I have to go to the company today~"
"Do you still want to go with everything so chaotic?"
Hearing Song Yun's words, Ye Qingqing pouted and said, "I have no choice~ There's a slight issue at a critical part of the company, I have to check it out."
"Shall I accompany you?"
