Love after marriage, strong alliance, super sweet, super sweet, super sweet.
When Jing Yanli handed over the black card, his eyes were as cold as if he were reading a contract.
"Mrs. Jing, don't cross the line."
Shen Zhiyi smiled and put away the card: "Don't worry, I just want money."
Until that night when he drunkenly pulled off his tie and buried his head in her neck: "Zhizhi... You smell so good."
Later, at the Jingshi press conference, reporters made things difficult for Shen Zhiyi's promotion to the vase.
Jing Yanli suddenly grabbed the microphone: "My wife's gallery just acquired your company building."
When the whole place was dead silent, he leaned close to her ear and whispered:
"Tonight... Can I act coquettishly and let you take the initiative?"
Intention: Under the contract, above the heartbeat.