Even the greatest anger in Mo Beichen's stomach seemed to dissipate in front of this innocent smile. He turned away sullenly and said, "Investment is no child's play. I won't act impulsively, and you don't need to try to please me."
Gu Qian turned a deaf ear. "How about booking a flight for tonight?"
Mo Beichen pressed his lips together and eventually nodded, "Okay."
Gu Qian quickly booked the tickets. Seeing the balance on the bank notification, she felt a pinch in her heart, thinking how chasing a handsome guy indeed required spending some money. She quickly got over it.
She placed her phone on the coffee table, then fished out a box of cooling herbal tea from the takeout, walked to Mo Beichen's side, opened the lid, and handed it to him, "Drink a cup of herbal tea; it'll cool you down."
