"Excessive? In what way is it excessive?" Zhou Mingchen raised his eyebrows.
Qiu Cheng scratched the back of his head, "President Zhou, I think if you really don't want to divorce, you should just explain things clearly to Miss Xia. Even if communication isn't as effective as imagined, it's still better than what's happening now. Doing these little behind-the-scene actions is like purposely fooling someone. Miss Xia will definitely be very angry if she finds out you arranged all this."
Noticing Zhou Mingchen's gloomy face, Qiu Cheng silently closed his mouth.
"If you don't talk and I don't talk, how will she know?" Zhou Mingchen said indifferently, "Or are you thinking of taking the initiative to be the good guy?"
Qiu Cheng quickly shook his head, "No, no, I wouldn't dare~"
"Has the money been paid?"
"Paid, two hundred per person, plus yesterday's, that's a total of four hundred... Tomorrow, right, President Zhou, do we need people to go tomorrow?"
