"How can you still smile?"
From his tone, Pei Zhi knew that he had misunderstood.
He glanced at Qu Shao and said unhurriedly, "To be precise, I made her cry in her dream."
"What did you do in her dream?"
"It doesn't matter what I did." There was an undisguised smile on his face. "What matters is that I was in her dream."
Qu Shao finally understood.
He followed Pei Zhi into the CEO's office and said excitedly, "Boss, I think you can prepare to tell her your feelings!"
Pei Zhi pulled out his chair and pondered.
He did think about that, but the time wasn't right yet. "I'll find another chance after we get back from Paris."
"That'll work too."
"Have you found an interpreter?"
"I have." Qu Shao took out a cigarette box from his pocket and handed Pei Zhi a cigarette. "That foreigner who investigated Su Tian."
"He knows Chinese?"
