Li Meili dragged herself, dropping her purse on the nearby chair next to the massive bed and sloppily fell over the sheets. Meanwhile, Zhang Jiren pulled the bow tie from his neck, smiling as he watched his wife muttering incoherent words.
"You seem like you had fun." Li Meili shot him a pointed look once she rolled on her back. It was obvious that Zhang Jiren had enjoyed the night as he rarely spent time in public with his twin sister and saw his niece and nephew.
"I can't say I didn't. It was nice, except seeing some eyesore tonight. At least they didn't cause trouble to Moyu Jie and Feng Tianyi this time." He removed his coat and sat on the bed next to his wife.
"What?" Li Meili asked when she noticed his stare. There was something in his eyes that forced her to look at him, only at him.
