Finally, Lian Xinying meticulously calculated the accounts once more, then handed them over to Yan Ye to check.
While Yan Ye was checking the accounts, Lian Xinying went to take a shower.
"Yan Ye, are you really not going to tell me what kind of engagement you had this afternoon? I'm really curious." Lian Xinying pouted playfully in front of Yan Ye.
Actually, she rarely liked to ask about Yan Ye's work schedule, but if he didn't answer her questions, her curiosity would become insatiable.
If Yan Ye didn't tell her the answer tonight, she was sure she'd have trouble sleeping.
Seeing her looking all pitiful, Yan Ye couldn't help but feel a sense of tenderness.
"The dinner this afternoon was with a bunch of guys in their fifties," Yan Ye said seriously, talking nonsense while Lian Xinying nodded along, fully believing what he said.
Having believed him, she naturally went off to the bathroom to shower, holding her clothes.
Yan Ye really enjoyed how trusting Lian Xinying was.
