Intending to genuinely find her displeasure,
that night, Jiang Muwan returned home at nine o'clock sharp.
Yet, when she came home, her mood wasn't great, tossing her down jacket to Lan Ying, her face set as she entered the study.
Lan Ying was so scared that she didn't dare to come forward; she took a few steps to follow, but then stopped again.
In another place, inside a private room, Gu Jiangnian was drinking with a group of business partners, glass after glass, and though not to the point of being inarticulate, neither could he be considered clear-headed.
By the time he left the seat, he was in a confused haze.
On the way back, Robby was driving while Gu Jiangnian leaned back in the rear seat with his eyes closed, gathering his energy.
January 25th, Spring Festival, it was busier the closer it got to the festival. Social obligations, business dealings, and exchanges of favors were endless and company affairs needed decisions.
