When Ling Fei got home, Song Tianmo was not back yet.
Ling Fei knew he would be late back due to social commitments, she was so tired that she didn't wait for him, she simply took a shower and went to bed.
Initially, she planned to get up and give him a foot massage when he returned home, but she was so exhausted that she didn't even know when Song Tianmo came back.
The next night, she was busy until past eight o'clock in the evening again, after four consecutive busy days, the progress had finally started slowing down, returning to its previous state.
Ling Fei sighed with relief.
When she returned to the apartment, only Aunt Li was in the apartment.
Song Tianmo was on a business trip.
His return date was uncertain.
Sitting on the sofa, Ling Fei, somewhat helpless, massaged her temples. She pulled out her phone and dialed Song Tianmo's number.
"Honey, where are you?"
"The United States!"