Luo Ziling was ready to negotiate terms.
This was Wang Feiyang's assessment.
If Luo Ziling wasn't refusing and was willing to propose terms, that was naturally a good thing.
She breathed a sigh of relief, feeling that her efforts today hadn't been in vain.
This bastard is quite a tough nut to crack.
"It's definitely not an empty promise." Wang Feiyang shook her head, "How could it be empty?"
Luo Ziling didn't respond, continuing to eat.
"Didn't you have dinner?" Wang Feiyang looked surprised, seeing most of the fruits and pastries she ordered had gone into Luo Ziling's stomach.
"If you're not going to talk business, I'm going back to sleep!" Luo Ziling checked the time on his phone, "It's already past nine, and I still need to go back and shower!"
Luo Ziling agreed to accompany Yang Qingyin tonight.
Yang Qingyin knew he had things to do today, so although she agreed to let him come over, she reminded him to handle his matters first.
