In the past two weeks, Jian Hang had been so busy that it seemed her feet never touched the ground. She hasn’t seen Qin Moling since eating congee in his apartment. There has been no progress on the Wanyue Group’s merger and acquisition project. Mr. Gao never got another appointment with Zhong Yanfei, and Zhong… Continue reading

Qin Moling remained silent while eating, and Jian Hang followed suit. The night view outside was beautiful, and one wouldn’t feel bored at all when watching it while eating. She and Qin Moling had had dinner a few times before, but during each of those times their elders were always present. They had never eaten… Continue reading