She couldn't help but reach out and touch it.
"Excuse me, Mr. Qin."
Just then, Di Zhengtian's voice resounded again behind the two of them.
The couple turned around and saw Di Zhengtian standing in front of them with Chen Peifang.
"Hehe, Mr. Qin, Mrs. Qin, may I have a word with you?"
Since it was an apology, it naturally could not be made in a place crowded with people, as that would be detrimental to his reputation.
Qin Sijue, holding his wine glass high, elegantly swirled the red liquid inside, "Whatever it is, say it here."
Di Zhengtian paused, glanced at the many guests,
and ultimately, not daring to offend Qin Sijue, smiled ingratiatingly, "Hehe... earlier, it was my wife's fault, so I specifically brought her here to apologize to you."
