"Got a minute?" Chu Liangxia responded. After thinking for a moment, she asked again, "What's up?"
"For the wedding house decoration, I wanted to ask for your opinion."
Walking to the other side of the desk, Feng Ziheng pulled out a chair and then sat down across from her.
"Uh," pausing briefly, Chu Liangxia peeked out from beside her laptop and looked at Feng Ziheng, "Is that okay?"
In this contractual marriage, Chu Liangxia played the role of a semi-outsider.
Originally, she was only responsible for what she had to do.
But—
She couldn't help being a little sentimental.
Although it was somebody else's house, she had to live there too, and if the place she was going to live in differed greatly from what she had imagined, she estimated that it would bother her for quite some time.
"That's fine." Feng Ziheng booted up the computer and responded affirmatively.
"But I'm busy the day after tomorrow." Chu Liangxia hesitated a little.
