"Hey, it felt pretty good to have dinner at the mayor's place, right?"
Back home, just as Song Xiaodong settled onto the couch, Miao Xuanxuan asked him casually.
"Not bad," Song Xiaodong took a sip of water, leaned back in contentment, and draped an arm around Miao Qingqing's shoulders.
"Really? Going to the vice mayor's place, with the vice mayor's daughter keeping you company, how could it not be good?" Miao Qingqing turned and gave Song Xiaodong a side-eye.
Only then did Song Xiaodong realize something was off in her tone, and he chuckled awkwardly, "I was there for Vice Mayor Shen Dongyang, not for Shen Yue. Besides, I did it all for our family. Without the support of the city leaders, your company would inevitably face some restrictions."
"Oh please, it sounds nice when you put it that way, but who knows what you were really up to," Miao Qingqing rolled her eyes at him again.
