"I'm not familiar," Gong Beiyao said indifferently.
"You're taking this too casually..." Sheng Qianxia felt as if her heart had been stabbed several times.
"But you and your father-in-law are quite familiar with each other, aren't you? Besides, your father-in-law is a prestigious figure in the perfume industry; you can always ask him for advice whenever you face a difficult problem."
Father-in-law...
The phrase made her ears turn red instantly.
Although Ling Muye had put a lot of effort into the appearance of the bottle, when it came to scent creation, Father Sheng was definitely a master.
However—
"Be confident, you can do it, okay?"
Sheng Qianxia asked him with a conflicted expression, "Do you really believe in me that much? What if I mess it up..."
Gong Beiyao said indifferently, "Just play around, it's not my money you're spending."
"..." Suddenly, she really wanted to offer a thirty-second silent tribute to her sister and brother-in-law.
