In the end, Lai Zhiyun still put on that pink embroidered cheongsam.
During her days off, Zhou Liao had been living a particularly blissful and comfortable life.
When he got off work and returned home, his wife had a meal ready for him, and at night she would warm the bed for him.
The days quickly flitted by.
Having finished her vacation, Lai Zhiyun got up early this morning to walk the dog with Zhou Liao, and bought breakfast to take home.
After breakfast, Lai Zhiyun drove toward the new office building.
An electric sliding gate had been installed at the entrance, with security guards on watch.
The car slowed down as it approached the gate, and Lai Zhiyun was about to roll down the window when suddenly the sliding gate activated, slowly opening. The security uncle stepped out of his booth, stood by the gate with a simple smile, and waved to her.
"Good morning, President Lai."
The security uncle's voice was very sonorous and forceful.
"Good morning."
