Jiang Mian unconsciously moved her phone away a bit.
She felt offended.
Lixing continued to laugh, "Come on, what man can stand hearing the word 'old'? You want your beauty sleep, I suggest we stay in a hotel together, away from men, otherwise you can forget about sleeping tonight."
"Not just tonight, possibly several nights, Jiang Xiaomian~"
Jiang Mian paused for two seconds, "The usual place."
"Okay, see you later, my darling!"
Jiang Mian hung up the phone and said to the driver, "Turn around."
Luo Ting, handling work affairs next to her, looked up, "Where to?"
"To Beijiang Hotel."
Luo Ting's expression carried a deep meaning, and her lips curled into an aunt-like smile, "Changing places with President Fu? You two really redefine my concept of an arranged marriage couple."
That "old man" today blew up spectacularly.
Jiang Mian: "..."
