Sang Yuan rushed home, told the housekeeper to divide the things in the trunk into two portions and pack them up, then went upstairs to take a lightning-fast shower.
He'd been on the road all day and didn't smell his best. He had to look sharp to see the woman he admired.
Sang Yuan changed into some casual clothes and was spraying cologne on his wrist when his mother walked in.
"What are you in such a rush for? You're not doing any real work, just busying yourself with nonsense all day. I haven't seen you for days. When I ran into that young lady this morning, I had to lie and say you were on a business trip."
The past few days had driven her mad with anxiety.
Ni Bingyan was an actress on the rise with a tight schedule, always flying off somewhere. She was finally home for a while, yet her own son had vanished. He was completely dropping the ball.
