Song Song burst into a laugh, muttering, "You guys really are in sync."
Huo Junting raised an eyebrow, a look of confusion on his handsome face, "What did you just say?"
"Oh, nothing." Seeing that Little Xiyou was already asleep in her arms, Song Song smiled and said, "Big brother, I'll take the child to rest now. Don't work too late."
He and Xiao Jinghuai both had a habit of working in the study until the wee hours of the morning before going to bed. Several times before, he got up at midnight to find something to eat because he was too hungry and saw that the light in his study was still on.
To many people, their success seemed easily achieved, but those close to them knew exactly what they had sacrificed.
Huo Junting smiled knowingly, just about to say something when his phone rang in his pocket. When he pulled it out and saw the caller ID, his smile deepened.
