After the new opera and wine bureau ended, Cang Xun put Wen Zhao, who was still drunk, into the car.
"Mr. Wen, you didn't expect today when you killed me."
Wen Zhao held his head and looked at him. The streetlight shined through the window, reflecting on his beautiful features.
"I'm an investor, I just want to see if it's a good fit."
Cang Xun chuckled and placed a gentle kiss on the pink mark on Wenzhao's brow bone.
"What now? Do I deserve Mr. Wen's eyes like this?"
Purpose: Don't be in love