Xiao Moli chuckled lightly, "We can't use this photo. If it is for public display, it should be this one."
He took the phone, kissed her lips, and took another photo.
"Not this one."
"Just this one."
As the two were playfully struggling for the phone, a knock sounded from outside the door.
"Come in," Xiao Moli said.
Tang Xiaoqi, carrying a tablet in her hands, hurriedly entered the room.
An Ziqi tried to get up from the desk, but was caught around the waist by Xiao Moli in a laughter, shielding her from the front, not allowing her to get down.
An Ziqi playfully glared at him.
"CEO, Miss An." Tang Xiaoqi greeted.
"Call her Mrs. Xiao," Xiao Moli responded. Although he was addressing Tang Xiaoqi, his eyes were always looking at An Ziqi with a smile.
Tang Xiaoqi was stunned for a moment, then felt that it seemed to be the natural thing to do, quickly correcting herself, "Mrs. Xiao."
Xiao Moli was satisfied, "What's the matter?"
Tang Xiaoqi hesitated, glancing at An Ziqi.
