Qiao Xi's voice paused slightly, deliberately piquing his curiosity.
Shen Dang glanced at her and followed up on her lead, "What are you thinking about?"
"I was thinking about the way you used to treat me."
He pretended not to hear, but she insisted on saying it anyway.
Shen Dang's voice contained a hint of playfulness, "My attitude?"
"Yeah, in the past when I was pulling two suitcases, Boss Shen remained indifferent, but now your attitude has certainly changed."
Qiao Xi's usually cold features carried a rare trace of playfulness, and there was an added sense of impropriety.
Shen Dang: "..."
When had this happened?
Why didn't he remember?
Boss Shen's gaze held a touch of skepticism: "Really?"
"If you say it didn't happen, then it didn't," Qiao Xi gave up, appearing completely unconcerned with the world.
