Zhuo Junyue pulled her onto his lap, "Wife, how could you ever be my burden? You're not to think like that ever again."
Su Ningyan nodded and then kissed Zhuo Junyue on the face, "Hmm, I got it, you go on with your work, I'll go wash my face."
"Good girl..."
Zhuo Junyue was satisfied and let her go, focusing on handling his emails.
After washing her face, she thought Zhuo Junyue was still busy handling emails, so she didn't want to disturb him.
The trees outside in the courtyard had already been unknowingly dyed a layer of yellow in autumn.
Su Ningyan walked onto the balcony, the sky was clear and the weather was quite nice.
A black Bentley was parked outside, Su Ningyan's pupils dilated, could it be Feng Jinghan in that car?
Su Ningyan got upset every time she thought about how her mother had come all this way to find her, only to not know where she was.
Strangers in a strange city reminded Su Ningyan of her time in America.
