"Zihe, what's wrong with your Yingluo? Hurry up and come over."
Sang Xia looked at him in confusion and surprise, as if she did not know why he had stopped.
Su Zihe looked at sang Xia's expression and glanced at her. Then, the corners of her lips twitched slightly, as if she had suppressed her doubts because she was stuttering and could not say much.
The next second, he followed sang Xia.
Anthony waved at the two of them. He sat in front of a table with a glass of lemon water with lemon slices in it. There was a stack of documents in front of him that looked like a contract.
Sang Xia smiled. She was indeed in a good mood.
Zihe, don't you know that Anthony wants to sign a contract with you? he asked me to call you out today to talk about the contract. I really didn't expect that we would be able to work together in the future. I'm really happy for you.
