He pointed at the cup Song Yu was holding and said embarrassedly, "That's my cup."
'Thud!'
Song Yu placed the cup hard on the desk. Some water splashed out.
"I will go and get another cup of water." She stood up and walked out of the room stiffly.
Qi Chengzhi's gaze followed her out, and he noted the nape of her neck blushing.
He grinned. He took the cup and drank a sip of water at the same place where her lips left a light stain.
When Song Yu returned, the two carried on with the discussion. Qi Chengzhi looked at his watch, "It's already 12.30am. Apologies, I wasn't paying attention to the time and dragged the discussion too long."
"No worries. This is a big case. Young Master Cheng, as long as you're satisfied, that's what matters. This is just a draft and there will be several revisions after this. Young Master Cheng, what do you think about the design?" Song Yu probed. She wanted to know her chances.
