Mo Shiche quickly came to his senses from his grogginess, and his tall figure stood up, "Tangtang, you're awake."
Luo Qiangwei, seeing the fatigue on his face and the dark circles under his eyes, couldn't help but purse her lips and say, "Why did you fall asleep sitting here?"
He was supposed to go to the company today.
"I was waiting for you to wake up."
Mo Shiche turned and walked towards the bathroom. After washing up, he came out, evidently a bit more alert, but the weariness and darkness between his brows couldn't be hidden.
Luo Qiangwei was pouring milk to drink by the fridge when she heard the man who came out ask, "Are you going anywhere today?"
"Not really," she replied casually, "I don't feel like going out."
"Hmm, the divorce agreement is ready," Mo Shiche stood by the sofa looking at her, "If you're not going anywhere else, we can get it done today."
