Then he added:
"When are you arranging for me to go in?"
It was obvious that he was getting impatient.
"Boss Fang." Just then, a sweet voice sounded.
Dapeng turned to look, his shoulders shook:
"Your lover is here."
"Don't talk nonsense." Fang Zheng shook his head:
"Manager Xia and I are completely innocent."
"Heh..." Dapeng smirked:
"I believe it, but others need to believe it too."
As they spoke, Xia Hong, dressed in a tight red dress with light makeup and high heels, approached them and handed a red envelope to Dapeng:
"Dapeng, congratulations. Wishing the baby health, safety, and happiness!"
"Thank you."
Dapeng accepted the red envelope:
"You two chat, I'll go entertain the guests."
At the same time, he made a face at Fang Zheng:
"Don't forget what I told you."
Fang Zheng waved his hand and watched him leave quickly.
"What's that about?" Xia Hong naturally got closer, almost touching, her breath felt against his neck:
"All mysterious."
