Shotgun Marriage (Part Six)

Indeed, Young Master Lu had successfully brought Zhou Shuang back. They reached the capital city yesterday, but Lu Yinan had already planned for them to have a meal during the weekend.

But it wasn't to celebrate Zhou Shuang's return. He was merely celebrating the fact that he still had a roof over his head.

"I'm not talking to you anymore. You're so horrible to ignore my concern." Ming Ansheng's mother chided him and then whispered once more, "Rest early. Stop working until the wee hours. You will be 27 soon, and you need to take care of your body."

Ming Ansheng grunted to show that he had heard her. "You rest early, too."

After hanging up, Ming Ansheng glanced at his phone. There were no texts or missed calls.

"Heartless girl," he muttered under his breath and carelessly threw his phone on the couch. He went to make himself a cup of tea.

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It was Chinese New Year soon—and the situation at the company was frantic.