Cui Yun watched, and his headache began to throb again. He tugged at the corners of his mouth.
"I'm aware of it. Let me know when he leaves the house again."
He would follow.
He wanted to see for himself what secrets this Shen Wei, so benevolent in public and praised as a husband and father, was hiding that couldn't stand the light of day.
Shen Hua stopped a dozen feet away from Cui Yun.
She pompously wiped her face with a handkerchief and casually tossed it aside when she was done.
"Mr. Cui."
She had only uttered these three words when she fell into deep thought.
Not imposing enough.
It didn't set the stage for Yangyang's entrance.
Under Cui Yun's unprepared gaze, she interrupted herself naturally and looked at Ji Qing.
"Go, bring me a chair as well."
Why should Cui Yun lie down while she stands? Unacceptable!
Ji Qing: ???
He didn't move; not just anyone could order him around.
