Not That Simple

The air in the car seemed to freeze as Sang Qianqian moved the window down.

The cool night breeze blew in, and she took a deep breath. The indescribable emotions in her heart gradually calmed down.

She felt that her attitude was a little stiff just now.

He must be worried about her because of the person causing trouble behind the scenes.

To her, work and family were both essential. In a sense, Shen Hanyu and her future children were far more important than work.

Just as she was thinking about how to explain and apologize to him, the car turned into the courtyard.

They were home.

Shen Hanyu did not even look at her. He parked the car and got out of the car.

Sang Qianqian sighed. Well, he seemed to have quite a temper.

However, seeing that he was going on a long trip tomorrow, she would give in tonight and coax him.

Just as she was thinking about how to coax him, the car door beside her was pulled open.