"Is there any difference? They're a married couple, so isn't it the same whoever invites them? The invitation I received only mentioned the Chu Family, it didn't specify whether it was from Chu Yiqin or Qin Mo."
Zhang Ruoyu was playing dumb, pretending as if he knew nothing, yet those eyes of his hardly seemed foolish.
Qin ZhenGuo knew he understood; his subtle way of speaking was merely leaving room for maneuver, and he didn't want to completely fall out with Zhang Ruoyu.
"You know what I'm talking about."
Qin ZhenGuo took a deep breath, speaking with an ashen face.
"I don't know, perhaps President Qin could clarify further."
If Zhang Ruoyu got cunning, it was no longer any business of Qin ZhenGuo.
"Today is Qin Mo's twenty-fifth birthday! You know what I'm talking about! Could it really be that you came here just for her?" Qin ZhenGuo panicked, the thought of so many shares slipping away to that wretched girl, Qin Mo, made him choke with indignation.