"You can take the car to the meeting later on. Catch some sleep in the car," he told her. She smiled brilliantly and trotted behind him.
"Young Master Mo really knows how to pamper his wife!" he called after her. He tucked his head and opened the door for her.
"Don't spew rubbish," he said lightly. She snickered until they were out of the garage and driving to the office.
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The conference looked like a funeral service when Qian Meng entered. Eyes followed her as she walked over to Mr. Bai.
"You arrived early," he whispered as she bent over to talk to him. He was seated and to get up and greet a girl half his age would make it difficult for Qian Meng to remain inconspicuous during most of the meeting.
