"Why are you here at this hour?" Zhan Jingting asked, quite surprised to see her. "Didn't you pick up your son from school?"

"My husband is just as important. I can't just pick up my son and not my husband when I go out."

Zhan Jingting chuckled softly, "I have a little work left, but I'll be done soon. Have a seat."

"good."

Qiao Wanwan picked out a book and sat down on the sofa to read it.

Before he had even turned a few pages, Zhan Jingting got up and came over.

Qiao Wanwan turned to look at the man sitting next to her in surprise, "So fast?"

"No."

"Then why aren't you hurrying up?"

Zhan Jingting put his arm around her slender waist and sighed helplessly, "With you sitting here, I can't concentrate on my work at all. My mind is on you."

Qiao Wanwan: "......"

She suppressed a laugh and pointed out seriously, "Mr. Zhan, this is not right. How can you be so unfocused when doing things?"

The man buried his face in her neck, "Blame it on Madam Zhan's overwhelming charm; she made me distracted..."

"Zhan Jingting, stop messing around..." Qiao Wanwan hurriedly pushed him away. "Hurry up and finish your work so we can go home. Today is Sister Shujun's birthday, and we need to be home on time to celebrate with her."

The man sighed, "So you came to pick me up just so I could get home on time?"

"Yes, although I treat her like family, we still need to be polite. You absolutely cannot work overtime today, so as to show how much we value her."

"knew."

Qiao Wanwan couldn't help but kiss the corner of his lips. "This is a reward for you. Go and finish your work."

The man raised an eyebrow. "That's it?"