Jiang Ting was somewhat surprised.
Her husband was indeed a director, rather famous within the industry.
Both the Jiang Family and the Qu Family businesses were in design, and she preferred to keep a low profile, not keen on appearing in the public eye.
So while many people knew that Director Mu Zhihan was already in his forties, married with children, barely anyone was aware of his family's situation.
And neither the Jiang Family nor the Qu Family would publicize these matters.
After all, that circle was chaotic, and there was no need for them to get involved.
She found herself somewhat convinced.
Tang Wenyu had just greeted them.
The youth was always languid, his ivory skin almost translucent under the sunlight.
His deep red lips appeared slightly dry, and he gently licked them.
"Let's go inside first, I still need to take her back later," he said.
"Okay."
