Inside the bedroom.
Song Jinze had already finished bathing and was sitting at the head of the bed leaning back and looking at a tablet, seeing Ye Zhenzhen come over after her bath, he quickly set down the tablet and let out a deep sigh.
"I thought I would have a pleasant weekend with my wife, but instead, I ended up spending the day alone again."
Ye Zhenzhen lay on the bed and gave the man a roll of her eyes. If she hadn't run into him at the club today, she might have actually believed his nonsense.
"Talking as if you're so aggrieved. I didn't see you during the day, and at night you show up at the club with another woman, only to be bumped into by your son, and still you talk about spending the day alone.
Is President Song so young to already have early onset dementia?"
Song Jinze's lips curved slightly without a change in his expression, "That woman likes Tang Tianyou. I'm already married, and have a wife who looks like a fairy. Why would I want another woman's company?"
