The black, low-profile Lamborghini was on its way back to the company.
Zhuang Nainai sat on the front passenger seat and turned her head to look at Si Jingyu. Seeing Si Jingyu looking calm, she opened her mouth and wanted to say something but eventually didn't do so.
Ever since they came out from the private room, Si Jingyu didn't utter a single word.
After racking her brains for a long time, Zhuang Nainai finally thought of something to talk about and immediately said, "TZ, rumors in the business circles has it that you designed a very beautiful wedding gown, you…"
Upon saying this, she saw Si Jingyu's expression darken at once.
Zhuang Nainai really wanted to slap herself at that moment.
Damn it!
Could she get any dumber than this?
