Night fell, and the city lights flickered on.
Chen Lin drove into the underground parking garage of River View Splendor Mansion. He hadn't seen Song Qiuya in two days. He had to give them all equal attention.
At the penthouse, he unlocked the door with his fingerprint.
In the living room, Song Qiuya sat cross-legged on the sofa in silk pajamas beside Qin Chuxia, who was also in pajamas. Files and reports covered the coffee table.
"We absolutely cannot budge on the overseas distribution rights for [Clear-Vision Dew]. We have to hold firm..." Song Qiuya was speaking when she heard the door open and looked up.
Her cool eyes instantly melted into pools of tenderness.
"You're here." Song Qiuya put down the documents and rose to greet him.
Qin Chuxia tossed aside her pen too, swinging her long legs on the sofa as she called out with a grin, "Well, look who it is! Busy Mr. Chen actually remembered to visit us poor wage slaves!"
Chen Lin walked over and sat on the sofa, slipping an arm around Song Qiuya's waist. "What were you talking about so intently?"
"Production capacity and distribution channels, what else?" Song Qiuya leaned against his shoulder. "The whole world has its eyes on us now. Countless investors come knocking every day. Chuxia has read so many contracts these past few days that she's practically sick of them."
"If they're making you sick, stop reading them." Chen Lin picked up the glass of water on the table and took a sip, his tone as casual as if he were discussing dinner.
Song Qiuya froze.
Qin Chuxia pricked up her ears too.
Chen Lin set down the glass and looked earnestly into Song Qiuya's eyes. "Qiu Ya, hand over your position as president of the Autumn Forest