ceo lwj is always late to work nowadays (not that anyone can say...

“I packed you your lunch…” wwx sniffles.
“Baobei….” Lwj starts.
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wwx’s lip wobbles. He’s never been a crier before but… these damn pregnancy hormones!
“You’re leaving,” wwx hiccups out. He shoves the pale blue lunch bag into his husbands hands. “If you don’t leave now I’ll just make you even more late!”
“Lan Zhaaann,” wwx moans out frustratedly.
“I will take the day off.”
“But work…?”
“You are far more important.”
“Lan Zhan, my heart!!”