218 Zhang Yu Ying's Gift

After a fifteen minutes drive, Zhang Yu Han pulled his Cayenne at his usual parking space in the basement and turned to the side. His gaze softened as he laid eyes on his wife's sleeping face.

Earlier, she had mentioned that she was not tired, but the moment she entered the car, Li Qin Yao immediately doze off.

Zhang Yu Han watched his wife and sighed helplessly. He did not know whether he should wake her up or let her continue sleeping. He extended his hand to brush off a few strands of hair on her face and watched her stirred in her sleep.

Soon, her eyes opened to a slit. The moment she saw his face, Li Qin Yao curled her lips into a smile. "Have we arrived?"

He answered her with a nod. "If you're tired, I can tell Grandfather to postpone this dinner."