Xiao Huang immediately jumped out and sent a flower-sprinkling emoji.
He asked.
Taking that devilishly handsome fiancé of yours with you? — Xiao Huang from the front desk.
Yes. — Rong Qingqing.
Suddenly, the work group chat exploded with excitement, everyone shouting that they're in for a treat. They've all heard that Rong Qingqing's fiancé is stunningly handsome, and now they'll finally get to see him in person.
Stunningly handsome?
Rong Qingqing glanced at Shen Jue.
Where?
Obviously, her older brother is a bit more handsome than Shen Jue, right?
Why doesn't this group of people say her older brother is stunningly handsome?
Really, a bunch of colleagues with poor eyesight.
When Rong Qingqing and Shen Jue arrived downstairs, it was just noon, and because Lin Bufan wasn't familiar with Shenzhen, Rong Qingqing was responsible for driving.
The place Rong Qingqing planned to take them was the one Rong Kuo mentioned to her on WeChat, and she had already booked it yesterday.
