There is still time, Yang Fan drove to pick up Murong Yan.
He parked the car at the entrance downstairs of the company and waited for over ten minutes. Murong Yan walked out from the entrance.
Seeing Yang Fan's car, she got into the passenger seat.
"Why are you so early today? My wife, you're so good, knowing your husband hasn't been around women for a month and must be suffering. Are you ready?"
Murong Yan smiled charmingly, "Just drive your car."
"Darling, are you answering me or not?"
"You..." Murong Yan looked out the window without answering.
"Alright, no more teasing, remember, after dinner, clean up nicely."
After saying this, Yang Fan revved the car engine with a roar.
Back home, dinner was already prepared.
As they ate, they chatted about a lot of things this past month.
This month was tough with them waiting anxiously, especially the torturous half-month on Kongming Mountain.
