"Sis, this isn't right, is it?" Ning Yichen looked at Ning Ruixin in disapproval.
"This is my business; mind your own. But I still need to borrow your place." Ning Ruixin patted him, strolled over to Su Zixi with a smile, "Mrs. He, shall I take you to your room to rest?"
Hearing this title, Su Zixi thought of the unknown price Ning Yichen would have to pay to find her, and feelings of guilt and anger surged up again. She clenched her fist, ignoring the question.
"Mrs. He, please cooperate. I just want to discuss a potential partnership with your husband," Ning Ruixin said again, with a sweet smile.
What good would being stubborn do at this point?
Su Zixi had no choice but to follow her.
Ning Yichen watched her as she passed by, and a renewed sense of irritation bubbled up in him.
He suddenly found it strange.