Li Sicheng curled his long fingers, crushing the cigarette between them. F**king open relationship! Suddenly, his phone rang, and it was Cheng You. "Mr. Li, the drawing for the jewelry you asked to be custom-made is ready. You should be able to receive it by next month, for Mrs. Li's birthday."
"Okay," Li Sicheng answered absentmindedly.
Cheng You could tell that Li Sicheng had now completely lost interest in this set of jewelry that he had been excited about initially. Feeling anxious, Cheng You asked, "Do you want to see the drawing?"
"Feel free to decide for me."
"Okay." Cheng You felt even odder. A few days ago, although Li Sicheng had been busy, he was quite excited about the jewelry. How come everything suddenly changed? "I think it looks good. Then I'll ask them to produce it?"
