Plan B, C ... Yin Ting was silent in her warm nest of Zhengqing’s arms for a time. Then she softly asked, ‘What should we do?’ When Zhengqing did not immediately answer, she also rushed to say, ‘I will also not be bossy about your working hours.’ ‘I do not want you kept waiting for me.’ He said. Knowing that she was at home waiting for him, he could not be at ease working overtime. ‘Then I will not come to see you.’ Zhengqing was at a loss for words; if she did not come, his heart would be uncomfortable. Sure enough, people are cheap. That was not good. Was it really checkmate? ‘Why don’t we do away with the rules, and let nature take its course. When you don’t work overtime, let me know and we can go out to eat, or eat at home. If you think about it, there are come couples that don’t even see each other for a week.’ CO.UK ‘Ah,’ Zhengqing nodded. ‘But thinking about it, we didn’t meet very much either.’ It was the New Year, and then Yu Fei’s wedding preparations,...
