"Sis, how old are you already? You still need your brother-in-law to hold you and spoil you?" Bei Jiajia said with a grin as she poked her head in and walked inside.
Inside the office, Bei Wei blushed and got up from Zhang Yang's lap.
"None of your business. Why don't you find someone who'll spoil and indulge you?" Bei Wei only acted like a sweet, obedient girl around Zhang Yang. Deep down, she still had the fiery personality of a Sichuan-Chongqing girl.
"You think I don't want to? I just can't find one," Bei Jiajia sighed softly.
"If you're looking for someone like my boyfriend, how could you possibly find one?" Bei Wei gave a light snort, draped her slender, fair arms over Zhang Yang's shoulders, lowered her head, and kissed his cheek in a show of defiance toward Bei Jiajia.
Zhang Yang touched his cheek, then looked at Bei Jiajia's pout, so pronounced she could have hung an oil pot from it. He immediately felt that he should probably leave first.
"I'm off." He stood up and straightened his clothes. "You two get back to work."
"Brother-in-law, I'll see you out," Bei Jiajia said, smiling as she came over.
"I'll do it. The company can't do without you." Bei Wei looped her arm through Zhang Yang's.
A moment later, downstairs from the company.
Standing beside Zhang Yang, Bei Wei had reverted to her sweet, gentle-girl persona.
"You don't need to put all your energy into Mao Roast Duck anymore. I have a feeling this wave of popularity is probably about to run its course," Zhang Yang said after thinking it over before getting into the car.
Everything declined after reaching its peak, let alone Mao Roast Duck, which didn't have a category capable of sustaining it in the