1120 Back to Seventeen (1)

"Mr. Qin, what are you cooking up this time?" Huo Mian pursed her lips and smiled at Qin Chu, who raised his eyebrows and questioned, "Is that the kind of person you think I am?"

"Haha, it has nothing to do with how I think of you, I just know you're plotting something when you call me 'Mian'…" Huo Mian was smarter now, so she wouldn't just jump into the holes her husband dug her.

"I want to show you something," Qin Chu said as he took out a piece of paper and placed it onto his desk.

Huo Mian picked it up, read it, and burst out in laughter…

"Do you want to go?" Qin Chu asked, and Huo Mian nodded her head shyly. "I do."