Beitang Qing was listening with great joy, occasionally adding a word to spice things up.
Ming Mei pretended to be mute and deaf, not looking at any of them from start to finish.
Only when the topic shifted to her did she say a word.
After breakfast, the day was set to become officially busy.
Yet, there wasn't the slightest hint of tension or urgency on Beitang Qing; he was very relaxed, more so than any of them.
Ming Mei thought, looking at Beitang Qing, she couldn't imagine him as a groom.
After breakfast, Beitang Qing even had a cup of coffee,
and only prepared to leave after his secretary urged him several times. Before leaving, he said, "Miss Ming... could you do me a favor?"
When Beitang Qing uttered the word "Ming", he paused because he didn't know how to address Ming Mei for a moment.
Ming Mei stood up. "Please, go ahead."
"Yinghan doesn't have many friends around. If possible, could you stay by her side and take care of her a bit?"
