After a week away from home, Yang Fan had some free time the next day and accompanied his mother on a shopping trip.
The mother and son wandered the streets, buying anything that caught their eye. When they got tired, they sat down, had a break, and drank something.
The entire day passed like this, and as night fell, the mother and son returned home, still wanting more.
Everyone at home had returned, and Murong Yan looked exhausted from a day's work; she was indeed a bit tired.
Yang Fan followed her into the bedroom and, after sitting down, began massaging her shoulders with both hands.
"Mmm, much more comfortable." Previously, Yang Fan had shown his massage skills, and Murong Yan knew this feeling—relaxed, comfortable, and drowsy.
"Wife, got some time recently? Why not go on a trip? Maldives, Bali, you choose. Working all the time is just too exhausting."
"I'll think about it..."
"Think about what? Work never ends; when it's time to rest, you need to rest."
