After all the turmoil of the past few days, Star City Chief Executive Han Yiyang had practically reached the point of neglecting sleep and meals while handling affairs.
Over the past two days, he had finally gotten a little breathing room. Han Yiyang and his wife had even managed to return to Daozi Lane Villa. It was rare for them to sleep in the same bed, so naturally, they had indulged in some tender intimacy.
Perhaps hard work had already become a habit. Though the exertions in bed had left them somewhat tired, the couple still woke one after another before five the next morning.
In the past, whenever they opened their eyes, they would immediately throw themselves into endless work.
But over the past two days, Star City's situation had eased somewhat, and Han Yiyang had gained a rare moment of leisure. He leaned against the headboard, embracing his wife as they whispered together.
Aside from Star City's situation, what the couple talked about most was naturally their beloved daughter, Han Jingjing.
"Old Han, you really can be ruthless. You sent our own daughter to the Star City Action Bureau to serve as a division chief, fighting on the front lines. Aren't you worried?"
Han Yiyang let out a soft sigh. "Worried! How could I not be? But would worrying be useful? In this world, if she didn't become a division chief, would we stop worrying? Could you really feel at ease keeping her in Daozi Lane Villa?"
Han's Mother fell silent for a moment, then helplessly shook her head.
She was naturally very worried about her daughter charging into battle outside. But if they kept their daughter in Daozi Lane Villa like a canary in a cage, she would only be even more worried.
"As her mother, seeing