"Once busy, it will only get busier."
His voice softened by so many degrees compared to when he was on the phone just now, a change even he himself hadn't noticed.
If he went back to the corporation now, he was sure to be busy until the evening.
Her sleep hadn't been good for the past few months; if he wasn't home, she would probably suffer from insomnia again!
So... he simply decided not to worry about those trifles.
Feeling the warmth in Nan Yuling's words, Su Xingyue's heart warmed.
He didn't elaborate, but she knew what he was thinking.
"But you're the boss. It's too irresponsible," she sighed softly, then whispered.
"If this continues, those people below you will probably start saying I am a femme fatale..." she said, unable to resist making a joke about herself.
He was the head of a major corporation—how could he just set aside his work because his wife was pregnant?
