"You can take it back! The driver is downstairs."
It's always been this way. The woman obediently walked towards the bathroom. There were countless women around Yao Zheng; she was just holding a spot under the title of his wife, yet in reality, she was less than these women. They hadn't seen each other for half a year, hadn't played the part for half a year either. "I'll take my leave now, are you coming back for dinner tonight?"
Just asking, never truly expecting a reply, never truly hoping for him to come home. The woman, filled with pain in her heart, walked out of that luxurious room. She took the exclusive elevator straight down to the ground and entered the black sedan to leave.
