"No thanks, the cocktail party is tomorrow, President Liang, do you remember?"
Being spoken to with their back turned made Liang Fei feel quite unnatural. However, Liang Fei didn't leave right away; instead, he boldly returned to his seat and sat down, speaking calmly, "I remember what I promised. Don't worry, I'll be there on time."
Qiao Xing'er suddenly hesitated, casting a glance towards Xiaoyong nearby.
Getting the hint, Xiaoyong immediately instructed the staff to move aside, as if he was worried they would interrupt their conversation. To Liang Fei, it seemed overly dramatic, but he didn't argue and thought it quite mysterious.
It's just a chat, and they're making it seem like a top-secret meeting!
"President Liang, I've prepared a purple evening dress for that night, and I want to ask you..."
Qiao Xing'er suddenly grew shy, her delicate makeup revealing a faint blush, "Could you be my dance partner? I was thinking... could you maybe coordinate your outfit a bit?"
