"We're not the same," Feng Qing said with her head lowered, "I'm originally your subordinate, we have a hierarchical relationship, but Cici and Seventh Master don't."
Meng Suizhou said, "Even if Sister-in-law works at Seventh Brother's company, Seventh Brother would definitely not let her call him President."
Feng Qing laughed, "That's true."
"So..." Meng Suizhou looked at her intensely, "You shouldn't call me that, okay?"
Feng Qing was a bit surprised that Meng Suizhou would specifically talk to her about this, but she still nodded cooperatively and smiled at him, "Alright... Suizhou."
Her skin was fair, her features delicate and gentle, and she appeared very warm and soft, just like a pool of lake water in late autumn, invoking the thought of gentleness wherever the eyes landed.
Meng Suizhou felt a twinge in his heart, recalling Ye Qingci's words, his gaze fell on her moist and rosy lips.
