"..."
A long silence.
The waiter didn't hear Xiao Lang's voice and couldn't help but look up at him.
But met his cold, dark gaze.
"Alright, you can leave now," Xiao Lang said coldly.
"Yes." The waiter hurried out, and just as he closed the door, he heard a loud crash from inside.
The waiter shrank his neck, wondering what the relationship between the boss and that woman was.
...
Inside the private room.
Li Qian was still a bit dazed: "Have you really thought it through?"
Li Mingxi couldn't help but roll her eyes: "You've asked many times already. Why, you don't want to marry me?"
"No. I'm just afraid you'll regret it."
"If you marry me, will you regret it?"
Li Qian smiled relievedly: "No."
"I won't either."
Because neither of them treated this as a real marriage, just a play they were acting out.
Li Qian poured a drink for each of them.
He raised his glass: "Let's make a toast, to a happy collaboration."
