Qin Haiming hung up the phone and returned to the house.
He had mentioned divorce to Zhang Rujia, but she had not agreed, and had been cajoling him for the past few days, so they still shared a room, sleeping on the same bed.
As he stood in the yard looking up at the building, he frowned involuntarily when he noticed that woman peering out of the window, then he said to the driver, "I'll go to work by myself today, you stay at home and watch over the lady, keep an eye on her every move."
"Yes!"
The driver was his trusted confidant, and he felt assured by him.
When he returned to the room, Zhang Rujia had already gotten up and, seeing him come back, she said softly, "Is it cold outside?"
"Not bad! Why are you up so early?"
Qin Haiming asked, casting a low glance at her.
"How could I stay in bed when you're already up? I'll go to the kitchen and personally make some porridge for you to drink."
"No need! Sit down, I have something to tell you."
