In the study.
Leng Ruobing sat lazily, poring over management books with not a trace of expression.
Xiao Zheng approached her from behind, whispering in her ear with feigned grievance, "Wife, you're really being unfair."
"Hmph!"
Leng Ruobing lifted her exquisite head, glancing back at him, and said icily, "Ah Zheng, are you really stupid or just pretending to be?"
"What's that supposed to mean?" Xiao Zheng, mentally short-circuiting, was a bit confused.
"Our relationship is that of contract husband and wife, and we can't let Xiao Ran find out. Since I'm sending you, of course I'll reimburse you for the expenses. The act at the dining table was just for show; I didn't expect you to be so spineless!"
Leng Ruobing curled her lip, disdainfully.
Xiao Zheng: "..."
Damn, she's playing games with me...
......
Three days later, in the sales department office.
A beautiful figure paced back and forth, looking restless and anxious.
It was Mu Yiqing.
