Meanwhile, in a studio located at the most expensive part of the city, Ye Tian poured out two glasses of red wine.
When he entered the bedroom with the drinks, he bumped into Song Qiao who was walking out from the bathroom with her hair tied up in a bun.
"I was going to join you," said Ye Tian before taking a sip of the red wine.
Without answering him, she dried her face on a clean towel before taking the other glass from him.
Sitting down on the bed with his legs crossed, he smirked, "You used to love it when I scrubbed your back."
"That was when we were together. Blame your family for attempting to overtake the Du Family without proper planning."
Ye Tian laughed. Song Qiao was the only who had ever spoken to him in such a way. Well...One of two.
"You know, instead of my cousin, you should marry me. At the very least, I would never divorce you."
Ignoring his remarks, she asked curtly, "What have you managed to dig out?"
