Chu Xiaoran knew that his brother's preferences were not welcomed by Xu Xiangbei.
She smiled and took her brother Shen Congru's arm: "Brother, let's go back. Dr. Xu still has to prepare for the hotel's opening." Xu Xiangbei ran his fingers through his messy hair and smiled wryly: "Haha, I'm just kidding, my hotel is already packed, really no need for Young Master Shen to send anything more."
In response to Sister Chu Xiaoran's reminder, Shen Congru had a look of realization.
He smiled mysteriously, stretching out his fingers that were whiter and more delicate than a woman's as he spoke to Xu Xiangbei: "By the way, Dr. Xu, with your hotel opening, you must be very busy, at Emperor's Pavilion, right? We will be there on time, Dr. Xu, and I will send you a great gift."
Xu Xiangbei smiled bitterly, frightened by Shen Congru's persistent gift-giving, not knowing if inviting him was right or wrong.
