"Go to hell!"
Zhou Peilan shot Fang Yi a flirtatious sidelong glance, then stood up, gracefully walked over to pour a glass of water, and placed it on the coffee table.
Fang Yi watched the entire process without looking away, which earned another sidelong glance from Zhou Peilan.
"Can't get enough of looking, can you!"
"Can't get enough, can't get enough—I'll never get enough in my lifetime," Fang Yi chuckled.
Zhou Peilan raised her chin slightly, appearing proud, but upon hearing Fang Yi's words, she couldn't help but smile, feeling a warm stream flowing through her heart.
Since confirming her relationship with Fang Yi, Zhou Peilan had acknowledged herself as Fang Yi's woman.
It was when Fang Yi let her manage this company that Zhou Peilan secretly vowed in her heart to work hard to make the company grow stronger.
Zhou Peilan sat back down on the sofa, and Fang Yi wrapped his arm around her, letting her lean into his embrace.
The two of them nestled together like this.
