Without him knowing, his relationship with Yan Jing has progressed to the point that they could take photos in a room. Just a while back, Su Tao was still in a tense relationship with her.

Then again, this was how life worked. You’d never know who your friends or enemies were.

However, Su Tao felt touched that Yan Jing stood firm beside him, even when his business was undergoing a crisis.

After Yan Jing fixed her posture, Su Tao knitted his brows and exaggeratedly shook his head. He shook his finger and said in an exaggerated Cantonese accent, “Miss, your posture can’t make it!”

Stomping her foot, Yan Jing raged, “Talk in human language!”

At this moment, the phone rang, so Su Tao showed a weak smile. “Guess who called?”

“Qin Meimei?” Yan Jing guessed.

Snapping his finger, Su Tao suddenly changed into the airs of a photographer while knitting his brows.“Yeah, I’ll brew up my photographic creativity, so you answer the call first.”

Qin Meimei’s phone sounded from the other side. “Darling, what are you doing now?”

“Just finished showering, and I’m going to sleep now.” Yan Jing placed the vase down,...