Driving back to the law office, it was just 4 p.m., tea time.
"Attorney Ran," the receptionist quickly got to her feet as soon as she saw her, "your husband is here."
"..." Ran Tong's left eyelid twitched.
This man...
Why has he come again?
The receptionist continued, "He's been here since 10 a.m., waiting until now, and didn't even eat lunch."
Ran Tong: "..."
Looking at the bag in her hand, suddenly, she felt a headache coming on.
.
With the feeling of visiting a grave, she pushed open the door to her office.
Sure enough, her gaze met the man's instantly as she spotted him in the office chair.
He leaned back in his seat, chin slightly lifted, eyes half-closed. Although his clothes were a bit wrinkled and there was a noticeable stubble on his chin, he still carried himself with the arrogance and nobility of an ancient emperor.
"My dear wife, finally done with your work, willing to come back?"
