?
The sudden coat made Lu Mian step back and with a puzzled expression, she turned to look at its origin, where Xiao Qimo had already withdrawn his hand and slowly stood up.
Ye Jinwen's mouth twitched.
Looking down at the brand-new mechanical watch on his wrist, he was filled with emotion.
Heartless bitch!
Old fox!
Lu Mian couldn't help but laugh, shaking her head as she walked over to help him, "Director Qimo, you are quite attentive. You're drunk and still so concerned about your brother."
Ye Jinwen suddenly looked up, something shattering in his eyes.
No, Little Mianmian, have you misunderstood something?
Xiao Qimo's form stiffened.
At that moment, Yun Sang, who had fallen asleep under the unexpected warmth covering his legs, also opened his eyes half-drunk, half-awake.
He thought he heard a girl's voice.
He tossed the bottle in his hand to the side and rubbed his eyes, looking towards the couch. His first reaction upon waking was to look for Xiao Qimo.
