Cui Diyu turned around and saw An Zhenbei's handsome face with a bit of displeasure, who had already arrived in front of them.
An Zhenbei approached the two of them, stood next to Cui Diyu, put his hands around her waist naturally, and looked at Ji Sheng on the side with a vague look.
"Mr. An, hello." Ji Sheng now understood the situation.
"Hello, Mr. Ji." An Zhenbei said with a smile. Then he turned to Cui Diyu.
"Honey, what are you and Mr. Ji talking about?"
Cui Diyu frowned. He was screaming at his wife. They are not married, okay?
But he didn't give him a look on the spot and just responded: "Let's have a casual chat."
An Zhenbei squinted his eyes after hearing this vague answer. Ji Sheng raised his eyes to see the situation and said.
"Mr. An, don't get me wrong. Miss Cui just asked the designer of that design."
An Zhenbei paused, "Designer?"
At this moment, the staff member came over.
"Miss Cui, this is the forgotten mailbox."
Cui Diyu took it and said to him: "Thank you!"
"You're welcome."
"Who is forgotten?" An Zhenbei was confused when he heard this.
"Mr. An, he is a designer." the staff said.
An Zhenbei turned to look at Cui Diyu, his eyes full of questions, but Cui Diyu ignored him and only thanked the staff who gave her the mailbox: "Thank you."
"You're welcome, I won't disturb you all." The staff could naturally see the situation at this time.
It would be better for him to escape as soon as possible. An Zhenbei's eyes were very unhappy, so he had to leave quickly now.
After the man left, Cui Diyu said to Ji Sheng: "Mr. Ji, thank you for your help."
"You're welcome, Miss Cui, it's just a simple task." Ji Sheng said with a smile.
He just saw An Zhenbei following a beautiful woman, and he had never heard of An Zhenbei getting married. He probably liked Cui Diyu, his self-proclaimed wife.
So he called Cui Diyu Miss Cui.
But when An Zhenbei heard him calling Cui Diyu Miss Cui, he felt unhappy, but he said it very politely.
"Mr. Ji, no matter what, if you help my wife this time, you are doing me a favor. Your cooperation with Fengying is finalized."
When Ji Sheng heard this, his face was filled with joy and he said, "Mr. An, you can take this seriously."
"Do you think I'm joking?"
"No, no, I really can't believe it. I just don't know when the contract can be signed?" Ji Sheng was so happy and excited.
"I'll ask the secretary to make arrangements for you."
"Okay, okay, thank you, Mr. An. Then I won't disturb you and my wife. I wish you a happy time." Ji Sheng immediately changed his title.
An Zhenbei felt relieved, with a cunning smile on his face, and watched Ji Sheng leave.
Cui Diyu on the side watched Ji Sheng leave, pulled her hand on her waist, and muttered: "An Zhenbei, when did I marry you?"
An Zhenbei smiled: "Almost."
"Are you dreaming?" Cui Diyu gave him a cold look and walked towards the design with the mailbox in hand.
An Zhenbei followed helplessly, "Yuyu..."
"Before I agree to marry you, I don't want to hear the word wife. Also, you'd better get rid of your former confidante first." Cui Diyu said lightly.
"Yes, it's whatever you say." An Zhenbei followed behind him and responded doggedly.
When Cui Diyu stood in front of the design, her heart became complicated again.
"You like this design very much?" An Zhenbei looked at Cui Diyu so seriously.
"It's not that I like it, it's Wan Wan who likes it. This design is exactly the same as Wan Wan's design," Cui Diyu said.
An Zhenbei frowned, and Cui Diyu said again: "What kind of person is this Wang Wang?"
