"Ah, ma'am, you won't tell Lord Qi, will you? He'd skin me alive," Zhou Bei said with a sorrowful face as he looked at her.
Yan Luoxi held back a smile, lifting her chin proudly, "That depends on your performance."
Zhou Bei stood at attention, "Ma'am, from now on, I will treat your instructions as the highest command, execute them resolutely, implement them thoroughly, and never shirk responsibility. Please, I'm begging you, you must not tell Lord Qi."
At first, Zhou Bei maintained a serious and solemn demeanor, but by the end, his style had completely turned comedic.
Yan Luoxi couldn't help but chuckle, "Li Yeqi is so uptight, he should learn from you how to be funny."
Zhou Bei: "..."
The elevator went straight to the underground parking lot, and when the number jumped to 3, Yan Luoxi hesitated. She had not yet achieved her goal for attending the charity dinner tonight, and she was reluctant to return without doing so.
