However, she soon realized that he was interested in something other than the alcohol.
Although the jewels she designed were inevitably tied to romance, she herself happened to be the person least likely to believe in romance and happiness.
"Xiaye, you seem very distracted." Sun Qian sensitively noticed Yan Xiaye's wandering mind, put down his tablet, took a sip of coffee, and smiled at her sincerely, "If there's anything troubling you, don't hesitate to share. Maybe I can help."
"Thank you, but..."
Yan Xiaye was politely declining when Sun Qian could no longer stand this slow progress in his pursuit and boldly reached out to grasp her hand on the table. He flushed slightly and whispered, "Xiaye, since you don't have a boyfriend, would you consider me?"
Yan Xiaye was stunned. Initially, considering her marriage to Li Beicheng was merely in name and couldn't be made public, she casually claimed she was single, never expecting it to attract such a big trouble.
