"Should I keep you company?" Luo Xiaoqian propped herself up with the intention of rising.
"No need. With you by my side, I'm afraid I'd lack the mood to work," Leng Zimo pressed her back onto the pillow, "Sleep well."
This whole week, she had worked with a high intensity. How could he bear to have her stay up with him?
"Then... don't stay up too late either."
"I know." Leng Zimo stood up, walked to the door, turned off the main light, and raised his hand to help close the bedroom door for her.
"Wait!" Luo Xiaoqian sat up hurriedly, peering at him through the half-open door crack, "Husband, good night!"
"Good night!" He smiled at her and gently closed the door tightly.
Sitting down by the sofa, he immediately opened his laptop, brought up the information on that plot of land, and started scrutinizing it closely.
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Beijing.
Leng Family Mansion.
