"Feng'er has not come around for quite some time." Chu Ling said suddenly after sipping a cup of fine green tea.
Zhong Tian looked up from the newspaper at his wife. She looked as beautiful as always, but the sadness in her eyes could not be concealed. He thought about the news that he had received yesterday and wondered whether he should tell her.
"He has been quite busy." He responded in perfunctory tone.
Chu Ling looked closer at his face and realised that he was concealing something. Whenever Zhong Tian hid something from her, he always looked a little too relaxed and casual.
"What do you know, Zhong Tian?" she asked sternly.
Zhong Tian cleared his throat awkwardly and put his newspaper aside.
"There is nothing to worry about, LingLing." His voice sounded even.