When Yunxi came back from work, everyone gathered in Zhenyuan's dining room and had a lively meal together.
After dinner, Gu Xinzhou received a call from the Yuanyang Group executives.
Gu Xinzhou, who was happy just a moment ago, looked troubled because of the call.
Song Zhen had just returned and, feeling sorry for his wife's hard week, came over to hug her and gently asked, "What's wrong? Is there something at the company?"
Gu Xinzhou shook her head: "Nothing, you and Qiao Yi just got back from Italy, go to sleep and adjust to the time difference."
She said it was nothing, but her face clearly showed something was wrong.
Over the years, Song Zhen had spoiled her into a fixed pattern: she was reserved with outsiders and showed her true emotions with family.
Song Zhen took a deep look at her and knew she indeed had something on her mind.
He gently brushed the furrow from her brow; his voice was like a gentle breeze by the lake, soothing her Xinfeng: "Baby~"
