Qiao Chengxun couldn't figure it out, but as long as it was something she wanted, he would satisfy her needs. He slowed his tone and said, "You come down first, and I'll have someone buy it for you."
Wen Meimei hesitated, then slowly got off him.
Qiao Chengxun steadied the girl's slender arm, his voice soft, "Take it slow."
Wen Meimei's eyes widened as she looked up at Qiao Chengxun's gentle, handsome face. Accidentally catching sight of the tenderness in the man's dark eyes, her anger flared up again.
Damn it, grandma is here to give you a hard time, not to talk about love, okay?!
No, stay calm!
Wen Meimei awkwardly switched to her "innocent flower" mode and said with a beaming smile, "I seem to have heard that the Qiao Group's lingerie brand had a clash with Delaire for a while. Are you sure you can help me get that 'Heart of Night Charm' set?"
