The clock pointed to eleven in the evening.
Qiao Shuyi had just taken a shower and was sitting in front of the dressing table doing skin care. In the mirror, her skin was in excellent condition. She was poised and beautiful, and her slender fingers slid across her tender skin. Just looking at her made one feel that this woman was elegant and exquisite.
Qiao Shuyi's expression was indifferent. After applying the last layer of cream, she picked up the phone on the table and glanced at it. It was already very late, but Changsheng was not back yet.
She naturally wasn't worried that he wouldn't go home at night because, over the years of their marriage, Jian Changsheng would report to her in advance when he occasionally didn't go home. Furthermore, York was watching over him for her.
However, she did not plan to sleep in advance because if Changsheng drank too much, she still had to pick him up personally.
