"Why aren't you picking it up?" she couldn't help but ask:
Nian lie's expression wavered slightly, but she did not notice it.
"Work, I won't talk about it during dinner," he said.
"Who is it?" ning Qing asked again.
Nian lie knew that she had been very sensitive recently.
He held his temper and stared at her with his dark eyes.
"The chairman of the Desheng Group. The company has a project to discuss with them," he said quietly.
His explanation was very clear, and there was nothing suspicious about it.
It was the first time ning Qing raised her head and looked at his face.
His brows were sharp, his nose was straight, his dark eyes were calm like water, his facial features were deep, and he was still as handsome as ever.
It was no different from every day in the past.
Her lips moved, and her eyelashes fell.
"I know."
The three words 'weak' didn't make Nian lie feel at ease.
He put down his chopsticks and held her hand.
