"Qingtian, it's okay. Being pregnant doesn't mean I can't go to the bar, I just can't drink," Cheng Bingbing seriously told Xia Qingtian. "At most, I'll stick with you and you can drink on my behalf," she added.
Xia Qingtian was somewhat concerned considering Bingbing's pregnancy.
However, Bingbing gave her no chance to retort, being unexpectedly assertive for once.
"Alright then, it's settled," Bingbing stated as she got up, "You carry on with work, I won't disturb you. I'll accompany you to the bar tonight."
"Don't plan on ditching me. If you don't invite me, I'll look for you in every bar. If you are really comfortable with that, then better not call me."
After saying this, she put down her cup, preparing to leave Xia Qingtian's office.
Xia Qingtian shook her head, amused yet bemused.
She didn't expect Bingbing to be so shamelessly persistent, but she found it surprisingly adorable. The lightheartedness seemed to make her appear more human, a demeanor fitting her age.
