The so-called next CEO of Feng Conglomerate woke up from her long nap and saw that it was late in the evening. Although she wasn't pregnant anymore, the tiredness she felt was like when she worked nonstop to reach the deadline of her task.
Right now, she didn't have an ounce of strength left to leave the bed and find something to eat. Tang Moyu felt her husband lay down on the bed with her and hugged her from behind. She wasn't sure what time he came back from work.
Tonight was a cold night and she enjoyed the warmth of her husband as he held her close. There was nowhere she would rather be but to be here, next to him.
"Did I wake you up?" she heard Feng Tianyi ask. She rolled on her side to face him and smiled weakly.
"No," she said and rubbed her sleepy eyes.
"You've missed dinner again. Are you hungry?" Feng Tianyi asked before kissing her temple.
