"What did Herman say to you?" Tang Anzhi softly asked the person sitting beside her.
They were already sitting on the plane back to China.
"Nothing much," Huangfu Zheng replied while holding her hand, feeling that it was much rougher than before, with calluses on it.
Tang Anzhi rolled her eyes, refusing to believe Huangfu Zheng's words. If Herman had nothing important, would he find you separately? But since Huangfu Zheng didn't want to say, she didn't press further.
Now, neither awards nor honors could pique her interest, because at the moment her heart was occupied with thoughts of her two sons. The thought of soon being able to see them again made her heart surge with excitement.
Huangfu Zheng glanced at the message and his wife's excited face, then softly said, "There are still seven hours before we land. You should get some sleep; I'll wake you when we arrive."
