"It's no use." Song Chuyi flung her hand away and didn't accept her cute display of affection.
Changqing watched his back as he walked out and she quickly sent a text to Duoyao to tell her what Song Chuyi said just now, adding one last line: Owning Brother Molun is akin to having two-thirds of the world in your hands.
Duoyao pouted in the car. That impressive? Then could she be the president's wife if she wanted to?
After her text exchange with Changqing, she called her parents. Mummy Jiang was at the market. It was noisy and she was shopping for vegetables as they were conversing. Duoyao was a little angry. "Mom, I rarely call you. Can you show me a little respect? Aren't you concerned about whether I've been living well or whether I'm tired? I haven't called you for more than 10 days."
