"Xiaoyan, you are truly a paragon of virtue, definitely a model of a wise and virtuous wife and mother in the future," Ye Luo teased.
"I think you have taken a fancy to our Xiaoyan," Yan Ling walked out, her eyes meaningfully fixed on Ye Luo.
"Sister Yan, how can you say that? Am I such a person?" Ye Luo replied earnestly.
"Aren't you?" Yan Ling retorted.
Ye Luo, rendered speechless by Yan Ling's gaze, found himself at a loss for words.
Lin Xiaoyan, having overheard, blushed and hastily ran into the kitchen.
"Ye Luo, accompany me to meet with President Li this afternoon," Luo Jingxuan stood up, halting her yoga practice.
"President Li?" Ye Luo was taken aback.
"Li Tiancheng, the Chairman of Macau's Li Corporation, has arrived in Zhonghai. He's the father of Li Guangyuan, whom we met before. We didn't come to an agreement with Li Guangyuan previously, but if we can come to terms with President Li this time—"