Zhan Hanjue lovingly touched her face, "Are you so unsure about me? Do I seem like someone who needs help from others?"
"It's just seeing you come back so late every day these days that made me worried," Ningwan said, wrapping her arms around his neck.
Zhan Hanjue lowered his head, gave her a kiss, and whispered, "Lately, there are a lot of things going on at the company, but everything is under control. You don't need to worry, it'll be fine in a few days."
"Okay, I believe you." Ningwan smiled and stood on tiptoe to kiss him.
These past few days, Zhan Hanjue had been coming home late, and they hadn't had any intimate contact for a few days.
Ningwan was so proactive that Zhan Hanjue naturally wouldn't let her go easily.
He bent down, picked her up, and walked toward the big bed while kissing her.
He Qingping was finally successfully kept at the Zhan Family house. Mrs. Chen helped her tidy up a room, and she stayed in Old Mrs. Zhan's courtyard.
