Chapter Three Hundred and Thirty-Eight
"Young madam, this is the porridge I've simmered for you."
When Mrs. Qin brought the porridge to the table, Lin Yue breathed a sigh of relief. Usually, when she awoke, Zhuo Xiangnan was long gone, and lately, he rarely stayed at home, preferring his own apartment. Unexpectedly, she had run into him today.
Zhuo Xiangnan put down the items in his hands, picked up a towel next to him, wiped his hands, and said, "I've finished eating." After speaking, he stood up and left.
Only after Zhuo Xiangnan had left did Lin Yue feel she could breathe a little easier.
"To the company," Zhuo Xiangnan said to the driver in front. Recalling Lin Yue's stiff and perfunctory words just earlier, a trace of sadness flashed in his eyes.
Wei Ziyun looked at Zhuo Xiangqiao's smug appearance and teased with a smile, "Seeing you smile so complacently, I just know the two of you must have reconciled again?"
