Lu Mian played along with Jing Pei's suggestion and went along with his plan.
Sui Yuan lowered his gaze and nodded slightly, sipping on his water in small gulps, swallowing his unease and nervousness together with the tea.
Xiao Qimo seemed to be in thought upon hearing this and unconsciously spun his phone a few times.
Before long, he had mastered Lu Mian's signature habit.
When he raised his head again, the refined man smiled in a way that was slightly unsettling.
Lu Mian happened to catch this. She had never seen him show such an expression, and for a moment, she felt both guilty and confused. She paused briefly and asked, "What's wrong?"
Caught red-handed, Xiao Qimo, fearing that his wife would question him further, immediately wiped the strange smile off his face. With guilt, he shook his head quickly, "Nothing, this arrangement is fine."
