Xia Mingyue glanced at her phone, her expression briefly stunned. However, it was just a moment before her expression returned to normal.
"Mingyue, are you okay?" Zhao Pu looked genuinely concerned.
Xia Mingyue looked up at Zhao Pu, stared at him for three full seconds, then suddenly smiled slightly and said, "It's nothing, just a harassing text message."
"With a beauty like you, Mingyue, there are too many people who adore you," Zhao Pu chuckled.
"Perhaps, but there are also many who resort to all kinds of schemes to achieve their vile objectives. Yet, not a single one has succeeded," Xia Mingyue said meaningfully.
Hearing Xia Mingyue's words, Zhao Pu just smiled lightly and said, "Of course, a woman of talent and beauty like Mingyue isn't someone ordinary people can covet. Mingyue, borrowing your words, for the sake of the friendly cooperation between our two families, let's drink this cup of wine."
