"I know, honey, don't worry about it."
After hearing Su Chen's words, Lin Ruoxue felt a warm feeling inside, but she didn't think he could be of much help.
Although her husband was mysterious and very good at many things, like cooking and medicine, even fighting seemed to be his strong suit.
However, the business world was different; everyone says that the marketplace is a battlefield, where there is no room for even a bit of weakness.
"Come here, you've been so tired these past two days. Let me give you a massage."
Without waiting for Lin Ruoxue to refuse, Su Chen had already walked behind the sofa, placing his large hands on her fragrant shoulders.
Lin Ruoxue was indeed a bit tired, so she didn't refuse Su Chen's kind offer.
As Su Chen massaged her, they chatted, of course, most of the time he talked, and Lin Ruoxue listened.