Today, I successfully rented out my apartment to my sister-in-law and earned a rare compliment from the boss. You have to understand, the boss of our family is practically the founding father of cunningness. To receive a single word of praise from him—it's nothing short of miraculous, am I right?
Thinking of this, Gu Jingrui wore a smug smile on his face. His thin lips curved lightly into an effortless arc, radiating a refreshing charm—looking rather irresistibly handsome.
"Boss, you're the one riding the high right now. So, for gatherings like this, have you thought about whether you'd want to keep attending in the future?"
Xie Qiyan's peach blossom eyes lifted slightly, their shimmer almost excessive. His ridiculously good-looking face carried a trace of jealousy as he glanced at Gu Jingchen, his tone practically dripping with acidity—clearly saying one thing while meaning another.
