They must be on their nerves these days, not a single mistake can be made, lest their house's Queen would lose her temper, but now, just one day later, everything was blossoming. They simply couldn't believe it.
Bai Xue's habit was to browse the newspaper while at work every day and today's paper was unusually clean, with no news about her.
This made her good mood even better.
Given what happened yesterday, it would be impossible for there to be no news about her today. There was only one explanation—someone helped her deal with the media.
That person, she believed, was none other than her awkward husband, Mr. Su.
She took a picture frame out of the drawer. It was a photograph of her and Su Yan from their childhood, the only picture of them together.
"Mr. Su, is that you? If it's you, please continue..."
An autumn breeze swept through, causing the golden ginkgo leaves to flutter in the sky.
Su Dongkun was reading today's newspaper while tapping his hand on the rosewood table.