Huo Ting sat at the head of the bed and flipped through the recent financial statements submitted by the company. He didn't seem to have any reaction to the ambiguous sound of the water.

"Squeak!" The sliding door to the bathroom opened.

Cheng Yiran was wearing a white robe, while pulling the bathroom door shut behind him, he was also casually wiping his slightly wet hair with a towel.

When they saw that Huo Tindong was still looking at the reports, their originally happy mood suddenly turned into resentment.

However, he could only bear with it.

The woman stiffened. After a moment of silence, although he was unwilling, he still frowned and stood up. He picked up the hairdryer from the table and prepared to blow his hair.

"Go to the bathroom and blow on it. There's still a bit of an account that's not clear, so I'd like to look at it again."

This heartless and cold person!

Cheng Yingran cursed in his heart, but he had no choice but to move his feet to the bathroom.

If he accidentally provoked his anger and removed his position as the main wife, wouldn't that be a huge loss?

At this moment, Huo Tindong didn't deal with the documents. He leaned against the bed with his arms crossed and closed his eyes to rest.

The woman smiled again.

As he thought about this, the desolate feeling in his heart disappeared.

After accompanying him for so many years, she understood how to provoke his emotions.

Her slender fingers gently traced the deep and enchanting features of the man. Gently, she wanted to kiss his lips. Without making a sound, Huo Tindong turned his head to the side and avoided the kiss. Cheng Yiran was absent-minded for a moment because even after being by his side for so many years, he still didn't want to kiss him.

All the lights in the room were turned off, except for an orange wall lamp by the bed.