Qi Lei noticed that Song Zhen's hand was trembling as he held the pen.
He felt that Song Zhen was really pitiable!
For a moment, he didn't know how to comfort him, so he turned around and brought Song Zhen a cup of black tea.
When he placed it beside Song Zhen, he even whispered, "Boss, I'm telling you, you should just tell your wife how much money there is in the account; otherwise, she wouldn't be... so thrifty."
Actually, he wanted to say Gu Xinzhou was stingy.
But he dared not say it.
Song Zhen furrowed his brows, his fair face gradually lifting, his deep pupils glaring disapprovingly at Qi Lei, "What nonsense are you talking about! Zhouzhou has been very generous this time! Being able to spend over two hundred thousand on a ring for me shows how important I am to her! I'm very important to her, do you understand?"
Qi Lei: "..."
He really didn't know that!
All he knew was that his boss's shirts and coats, and the diamond cufflinks on them, were all very expensive.
