Zhuo Junyue felt uneasy about going on a business trip for a few days.
However, he had to go to America personally for this project; it had reached the final stage of negotiation.
Su Ningyan knew that he wouldn't go on a business trip unless it was crucial.
Now, he had delegated most of the company's matters to his subordinates.
"Honey, you can go on your trip without worrying. I'll be here at home, and An An will be here too. You can rest easy," she assured him.
Zhuo Junyue ruffled her hair. "I'll be back in at most three days. If anything happens at home while I'm gone, tell the old man."
"Honey, I understand," she replied.
Although Su Ningyan wanted to see Zhuo Junyue off to the airport, he refused.
The Zhuo family's house was quite far from the airport, and he didn't want her shuttling back and forth.
Before leaving, Zhuo Junyue instructed the servants at home to prepare the medicinal herbs on time.
