"Well, in that case, we'll sign the contract now. " A deep look flashed across Qin Yuvyuv's eyes as her fingers searched through the drawer for documents.
Wen Yaya, on the other hand, sat on the sofa at this time. Her fingers were tightly holding onto the table cloth and her pair of warm little hands were covered in cold sweat.
She hesitated whether she should say these words out loud until she bit her lower lip. Her face flashed with determination before she directly stood up from her seat.
"Can I ask you a question?"
This made Qin Yuvyuv a little surprised. She slowly nodded to her. "Of course. "
"Why did you and Xia Qinglee separate? I remember that the two of you used to be very close friends. "
Licking her cracked lips, Wen Yaya felt nervous in her heart. She could not help but tightly bite her inner lips, feeling an indescribable feeling in her heart.