Chapitre 1808: History Was Written By The Victors

After it ended, everyone went home separately.

A Bentley had stopped steadily at the entrance of the bar. Ning Xueluo waved goodbye to everyone, then got into the car under everyone's envious and worshipping gazes.

After Ning Xueluo got into the car, she leaned over to the man in the driver's seat and kissed his lips. "I'm exhausting you, Bro Yan. It's already so late, yet you still picked me up! Our sales figures came first again this session, so I brought everyone over for some fun!"

"The person who's exhausted is you. Don't get so busy till you fall ill."

"I won't! Work's not exhausting at all!"

Su Yan rubbed the top of the girl's head gently, then he started the engine.

Ning Xueluo took a peek at the man beside her. She pretended to nonchalantly say, "Bro Yan, 'The World' is going to be remade. Did you know that?"

Su Yan nodded. "I heard a bit about it."