The next day, the weather was clear.
Meng Xiao was awakened by the aroma of coffee, stretching lazily. It appeared that Xie Li had arrived last night.
After getting up and putting on some loungewear, she went downstairs to see Xie Li making coffee in the living room.
He was holding a thick stack of papers, flipping through them page by page, occasionally using a highlighter to mark some parts.
Meng Xiao sighed; even a top lawyer had to work tirelessly night and day to succeed. There was no such thing as easy success.
However, with his serious and scholarly appearance, if she went over, those papers would definitely end up being scrap paper.
On this point, Meng Xiao was confident.
She quietly walked around him and attempted to blindfold him. Xie Li played along without spoiling her fun.
"Oh great painter, still playing such childish games?"
He took her hand, set the documents aside, drew her close, and affectionately embraced her. "You're becoming more and more childlike."