He looked at her, reached out to brush a lock of her hair aside, his voice husky: "Ning Ruixin, I'm glad that in the end, I'm the one who became your husband."
Ning Ruixin widened her eyes, looking at him incredulously.
However, Shen Qiao'an's affectionate look only lasted for three seconds.
He quickly reverted to a nonchalant expression, raising his eyebrow slightly provocatively: "Madam, did you learn something?"
Ning Ruixin looked at him, her expression somewhat indescribable: "…Have you studied acting?"
If anyone else had been present, they surely would have thought he was deeply in love with her.
Seeing her reaction, Shen Qiao'an's gaze dimmed.
"This is just basic skill," he mocked, a smile curling his lips, "Don't drop the ball, President Ning."
Ning Ruixin snorted lightly, proactively holding his hand: "What's so difficult about it, let's go!"
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