"Alright."
Lin Shen didn't try to haggle and agreed readily.
His right hand, which was already around Lin Ping's slender waist, slipped under her arm and gave her a squeeze, causing her pretty face to flush red.
But she understood Lin Shen's meaning. She took out her phone and spoke softly to Qi Hao, who was sitting on the other side.
"Why don't you add me on WeChat? President Lin is quite busy, and I'm the one in charge of the Cat Cafe."
'President Lin?'
Seeing how intimate Lin Ping and Lin Shen's physical contact was, Qi Hao had assumed they were just a couple in a May-December romance.
He never expected them to be a superior and her subordinate.
'Could it be that the Cat Cafe is just one of the businesses under his control?'
This immediately piqued Qi Hao's interest. After adding Lin Ping on WeChat, he asked Lin Shen curiously.
"What kind of work do you do?"
"A bit of everything, but mostly in the pet industry."
