Harlan was getting more chuckled. He sipped his coffee whilst looking around the room. His eyes caught a small frame on Bian`s table.
"It`s not a type of you to display Ristie's photo in the office... For as long as I remember, you never displayed her photo since she kept clinging to you... She can`t come to this office after being your wife? Or has she forced you to display her photo, so you always remember her?"
Harlan walked towards Bian`s desk. Then, he grabbed the frame whilst laughing. His laugh was suddenly stopped when his gaze fell on a photo of a woman in a veil carrying a small child.
"Who`s she? She is not Ristie!" Harlan was shocked when he stared at the photo.
Bian chuckled.
"She is my wife," Bian stared at Harlan`s face, which was drastically changed. After pausing his words, he continued,"... and my son."
"Beautiful... I wonder why she made a mistake by marrying you," Harlan chuckled again.