Wen Chi looked at the time with some difficulty, "It's pretty late, let's get together next time."
His words interrupted Song Ying's thoughts, and she snapped back to reality, then added, "Right, let's rest earlier, after all, there's plenty of time ahead."
Gao Jie curled his lip disdainfully at Wen Chi, "Haven't you recently stopped going to work? Just relax a little."
Wen Chi helplessly said, "Didn't you just say you want to build a headquarters here? We'll have plenty of time then."
"Alright, someone who doesn't know you would think you're whipped, scared of getting scolded if you get back late?" Gao Jie thought what he said made sense, and he didn't care about that moment anymore, after all, he had already arranged the opportunity for him, and whether he could seize it was up to him.
"Yeah, I'm just afraid of getting scolded by my wife," Wen Chi replied on cue.
"Cut it out, who are you kidding?" Gao Jie laughed and patted his shoulder.
