"Aren't you really worried about anything?"
Standing by the door, Faye, who was planning to accompany Malin to the National Publishing House today, looked at her beloved and asked.
"Nothing to worry about,"
Malin took down a hunting cap from the rack and then came in front of Faye, "Speaking of which, when was the last time we went to the National Publishing House?"
"It's been years, are you thinking of changing someone?" Faye gave Malin a glance.
"Old husband and wife, come on," Malin said with a smile, offering his arm.
Just like that day, Faye smiled and wrapped her arm around Malin's, "Seriously, I am worried. If we don't handle this matter well, it might lead to war between the Business Association and us."
