Knowing that Meng Xiyue was coming down, Xia Yuan started to hurry people along.
“Go ahead and leave, come back to pick me up tomorrow.”
Zhong Le didn’t expect the president of N.S and Xia Yuan to be so close.
It seemed that going for hotpot was a done deal, so he could only say, “Sister Xia, eat less later, don’t eat too spicy, it might cause acne.”
Having been around Xia Yuan for a while, Zhong Le felt like he was turning into an old mother hen.
Lin Qi stood to the side, hesitating, wanting to say something,...
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