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In the evening, Ye Fei made dinner for his daughter, accompanied her with her homework, told her a story, and coaxed her to sleep.
Glancing at the clock, it was already eleven o'clock at night.
His wife's company had run into some trouble recently, and she had been coming home late for the past few days.
But eleven o'clock was indeed a bit too late.
Ye Fei called, but no one answered, and with Little Ye at home, he couldn't leave.
Just as he was getting anxious, his wife came back.
She looked utterly exhausted, which made Ye Fei feel tremendously sorry for her.
"You haven't eaten yet, have you? I saved some food for you, have a bite," he said as he massaged his wife's shoulders.
"I'm not hungry, I don't have an appetite!" Su Yueru looked very upset.
Ye Fei tentatively asked, "What exactly is the trouble at the company? Why don't you tell me about it? Your husband could help share your worries and solve your problems, right?"
