Qiao Weiyang's heart was also being moved by him bit by bit.
Seeing Qiao Weiyang's expression, Xiao Qing guessed something. "Are you really planning to stay in the Su family and be the stepmother of Su Zhuoqian's two sons?"
"I think we need a bottle of wine." Qiao Weiyang rang the service bell and asked for a bottle of red wine.
It was a habit she had developed in the past few years. She drank when she couldn't sleep, and when she couldn't solve a problem, she needed a bottle of red wine.
Xiao Qing could also tell that she was conflicted.
Qiao Weiyang had just ended a bad relationship. Now was the start of Qiao Weiyang's career. Her every move concerned her future development and life.
The first half of her life had already been wasted.
How many years could a woman waste?
Xiao Qing waved her hand. "Another bottle!"
