A few days later, Wen Xiaojie suddenly leaned towards Su Liuying with a mysterious look on her face, "Liuying, come with me to the club tonight to attend an event!"
"What event is it? Why don't you ask your dear husband to go with you!"
Su Liuying, while busy analyzing the data before her, threw the question back at her.
"Oh, my dear husband is on a business trip again! Just come with me!"
Wen Xiaojie whined, and Su Liuying, feeling helpless, replied, "Fine, I'll go with you."
"Great, wait for me after work, okay?"
Wen Xiaojie trotted back to her seat, relieved she had secured Su Liuying's company.
Su Liuying was busy when her phone rang. She picked it up, pressed the answer button and wedged it between her shoulder and ear, continuing to type with both hands.
"Hello, Tianyou, what's up?"
"Liuying, I have to entertain some clients tonight and will be back late. You go ahead and have dinner after work; don't wait up for me!"
