After a quick shower and getting dressed, they were nearly two hours late.
On the way to the restaurant, Munni sent a text to Zhang Chufeng, apologizing for their tardiness and mentioning they were already on their way.
Zhang Chufeng replied that it was no problem, that with Xu Yisen still recovering, it was fine to take their time.
Just as Munni was about to put down her phone, it vibrated again with a message from the bank, showing a deposit of two billion.
She glanced at the message, then looked at Xu Yisen, lounging like a satisfied cat next to her, and a teasing smile appeared on her lips. "Why do I feel like I'm selling myself here?"
Yisen withdrew his gaze from the window and chuckled at her comment, "Didn't Marx say that marriage is a disguised form of selling oneself? And it's legal and long-term."
His tone was carefree, with a hint of teasing.
