Yang Chen stood in the empty parking lot outside the TV station, gazing up at the sky. As always, it was a dull, gray expanse with no hint of blue.
Footsteps approached quickly from behind. A smile tugged at the corner of Yang Chen's mouth as he turned to see Lin Ruoxi hurrying after him. Her hair was slightly disheveled from her rush, and her cheeks were faintly flushed. Seeing Yang Chen's odd expression, she suddenly realized how obvious her concern for him had been.
"What are you smiling about?" Lin Ruoxi tried to mask her concern with a cold demeanor.
Yang Chen didn't point out her obvious worry. Instead, he sighed softly. "I won't be able to stay for the whole event. Once Hui Lin finishes her performance, please congratulate her for me. I have some urgent matters to attend to."
Lin Ruoxi was silent for a moment before nodding. "Alright."
Yang Chen grinned. "That's my good wife."
