Perhaps it was the interesting pictures, but I had an even better time at the food stall.

After the meal, I patted my stomach in satisfaction. I paid the boss and took the bus home.

As soon as I got home, I felt a depressing atmosphere.

When I cautiously entered the living room, I saw Jiang Ruochen sitting on the sofa, his face dark. The servant beside him didn't even dare to breathe.

I swallowed my saliva and leaned against the wall, wanting to quietly go upstairs by myself.

However, before I could step on the stairs, a sharp eye shot over and a reprimanding voice sounded, "Where did you go?"

I opened my mouth in surprise, then reported my afternoon's itinerary, adding, with a determined look in my eyes, "Today's work is done. You can check your mailbox."

I decided that Jiang Ruochen was waiting here because he was concerned about the progress of his work, and for that reason I couldn't think of anything else that would be useful to him.

After Jiang Ruochen heard what I said, his expression seemed to ease up a little. He put the newspaper on the table and prepared to get up.

I looked at the newspaper and pursed my lips. It seems like... he had been waiting for a long time.

"I'll go and take a look at the plan." Jiang Ruochen's tone was calm, which made me even more sure that he was waiting for me for work.

Just as I was about to relax, he suddenly turned around and looked at me. He frowned and said, "Go home early in the future."

I opened my eyes wide as if I had been shocked by electricity. A strange feeling spread to my limbs and bones.

I savored the word "home," and my eyes actually became a bit warm. Once upon a time, before my parents passed away, they would call me and gently tell me about it." Find some time and come home more often. Don't always stay with Jiang Ming. "

I don't know if it was because I had too many things to do with Jiang Ming today, but I had a dream about him at night.

In the dream, Jiang Ming and I went to the second court, and the judge sentenced him to all his property.

My parents held hands and came in front of me. They cursed me, scolded me, and told me everything that happened today was because I fell in love with Jiang Ming! They blamed me for not guarding the things they left behind.

A violent clap of thunder suddenly woke me up!

I sat up on the bed and breathed heavily. A cold wind blew over me. I raised my arms and looked at the direction of the wind.

The window was not closed.

I slowly lifted the quilt and got off the bed barefooted. I was going to close the window, but I fell to the floor because of the thunder.

I am afraid of thunder when I beat my child. With the threat of the nightmare, I am like a child.

It was like an opportunity to let go of all the grievances I had suffered over the years. I covered my eyes with my hands and let the tears fall on my feet.

There was a sharp knock on the door, and I buried my head in my knees.

Everything calmed down. I slowly opened my eyes and blocked the bright sunlight with my right hand.

I don't remember how I got out of that fear, or how I fell asleep, but I remember a man holding me in his arms, comforting my back like a child.

He wrapped me with a soft voice and said, "It's alright. Don't be afraid. I'm here."

I was just about to get up when I felt a heavy weight on my quilt.

I looked over and saw Jiang Ruochen resting his chin on his hand, sitting quietly at the end of my bed.

There seemed to be tears on Jiang Ruochen's shoulder. I thought about what happened last night and for a moment, my ears were as red as cooked prawns.

"You're awake?" The person who was resting suddenly opened his eyes. Jiang Ruochen's dark circles were a little scary. Could it be that he didn't sleep all night?

"Yes." I looked down at my messy cotton pajamas and quickly covered myself with the blanket.

I sat quietly on the bed, guessing that with Jiang Ruochen's personality, he would leave immediately, but he didn't move.

I looked at Jiang Ruochen's thoughtful expression and guessed what he was thinking. After a long while, he finally broke the silence between us.

"Did you have a nightmare last night?" Hearing that, I was sure that he was the one who comforted me last night. I didn't deny it and nodded without saying a word.

"What did you dream about?" For some reason, I felt that Jiang Ruochen's voice was softer than usual today.

"Nothing." I shook my head, unwilling to tell him my dream.

"Then I'll leave first." Jiang Ruochen didn't seem to want to force me. He nodded slightly and was about to leave.

I looked at his footsteps and hesitated as he was about to step out of the door, "Can I take a day off today?"

Jiang Ruochen nodded without thinking. He turned around and looked at me quietly. He said softly, "Go and settle what you want to do."

With that, he walked out of the room.

I took out my phone and clicked on the familiar yet unfamiliar number. The two words Jiang Ming were like a pathogen, causing my eyes to feel astringent and uncomfortable.

"Let's talk in private. If you refuse, I'll tell everyone about you." I understand Jiang Ming better these days, and I know that if there was no threat from the latter half of the sentence, he would never agree to meet me.

Sure enough, in less than half a minute, Jiang Ming texted me back.

The simple time and place made the corner of my mouth curl up in disdain. My ex-husband, who I had been together with for a few years, was so stingy with his words.

I chose the most exquisite clothes and put on the most satisfying makeup. I took my expensive handbag and left the house.

I want to use my best condition to talk about this disgusting negotiation.

As soon as I reached the bottom of the stairs, a familiar car caught my eye. I saw the butler standing respectfully next to the car, and when he saw me, he said, "Miss Xiao, Young Master Jiang has ordered me to be in charge of your trip today. I am your special driver."

"Then he is?" I looked at the car in front of me and was stunned.

"Young master Jiang took the bus today." The butler's words made my heart warm. He was such a pampered person, yet he squeezed into the same bus as everyone else for me.

How could I be so valued by my superior?

With an expensive car, I felt that my high heels had become much more elegant when I got off the bus.

I deliberately made a sound on the smooth floor, pretending to be rich and comfortable.