"He didn't seem very happy, just said to me plainly, 'Wife, you've worked hard.'
Zhou Xiaoyue couldn't hide the disappointment on her face, holding a bag with some takeout from the company cafeteria—Di San Xian.
When she was working, she loved eating Northeastern dishes from the company cafeteria, buying Di San Xian every now and then.
Now that she's resigned, she can't have it anymore, so a few times she had Guo Zhenting bring it for her.
He did buy it, but he always came home late, and it was too greasy for a midnight snack, so she had to put it in the fridge and heat it up the next day.
"Maybe he's just really busy, I've heard the workload in their department is quite intense. You know how it is, with the tech guys practically risking their lives with overtime, and they can't show too much excitement at work."
This time, Lin Yan didn't share her true thoughts with Zhou Xiaoyue.
