"Sister-in-law, it's done!"
"Thank you."
Lu Mingjue cracked his knuckles. "Awesome! This is why I'm so keen to be a manager. I like to solve problems. The harder it is, the more I like it! Let the storm come more violently!"
Qiao Weiyang leaned back in her seat and raised the corners of her eyes. "It looks like I can go far in my future career as an artiste."
"Did you solve this problem?" The car door opened and Su Zhuoqian's cold voice sounded.
Lu Mingjue hurriedly sat up straight, and his face regained its seriousness. "I don't dare to take the credit. Everything today was Sister-in-law's doing. I'm just a worker."
Seeing that Su Zhuoqian was about to get into the car, Lu Mingjue said, "The weather is good outside. I'll go admire the scenery. You guys take your time and chat."
After Lu Mingjue left, he took away all the liveliness.
The small car was filled with Su Zhuoqian's cold aura.
