"How is it, do you feel uncomfortable at all? Just relax here." Although Cheng Ruiting was a mild-mannered person, it was rare to see him talking to a woman in such a close, easy way, so they drew a lot of glances from the people around.
"No, I'm fine. I was even thinking, if I get lucky later, maybe I can win a prize!" Ye Qiu showed him her wristband. It was a special one made by Cheng Group—whenever someone won a prize, the light would come on, in case they forgot to look at the big screen on stage.
Cheng Ruiting smiled. "You'll get used to it. Where are your younger brother and Youhuan?"
"The little girl got some ice cream on her clothes and went to clean it up."
"Ahem…" Zhang Xianwei had been standing there for two minutes already. Seeing the two of them chatting away happily without anyone noticing him, his face turned dark and he gave a light cough.
