At night, on the way home for the family of three, aside from Xiaocheng chattering away unintelligibly, Yan Ye remained silent without uttering an extra word.
Lian Xinying glanced at his handsome profile, as if frosted over, and therefore dared not initiate a conversation with him.
She dared not even ask about his acquisition of his mother's company.
This was a matter Lian Xinying didn't know how to judge, and she had no intention of saying much about it.
As they neared home, Yan Ye finally spoke, "Why did you think to pick me up from work today?" And even had Xiaocheng change how he addressed him.
Lian Xinying's lips moved, but she couldn't find an excuse.
It actually had a little to do with what had happened that day.
