Just as Su Ziyan was about to ask, Xiao Li suddenly pushed open the door, "President Su, it's almost time for your meeting with President Zhao. Please, hurry up."
"Yes, I know."
Su Ziyan nodded at Xiao Li and then said with a frown, "I'm really busy right now. Whatever it is, let's talk about it at home tonight."
At home?
Qin Yu's eyes lit up—it seemed his wife really had forgiven him! She even mentioned going home! Excited, he almost jumped for joy and swept Su Ziyan into his arms, spinning her around several times.
Su Ziyan was about to die of frustration. I haven't said I forgave you, okay? Who let you hold me?
But since Xiao Li was outside the door, Su Ziyan couldn't scold him loudly and could only say in a frantic, low voice, "Qin Yu, let me go! What are you doing?"
"Hehe... I'm just too happy!" Qin Yu sheepishly put Su Ziyan down.
"Qin Yu, I haven't forgiven you yet. Until I do, you're not allowed to touch me, got it?"
