Are you thinking about something?" It was Ling Weihao.

His voice brought Yang Shuting back to reality. Stunned, followed by shock, she stood up from her seat in a panic and stammered, "No, nothing."

"Put your bad mood aside and accompany me to a meeting with the client at two o'clock this afternoon."

"And put on a suit, dressed all old-fashioned." Ling Weihao seems to be thinking of something, can't help but frown.

Obviously the kind of woman who works at the night bar should know how to dress, but she's like a country girl,.

"I'm just wearing this set now, Mr. Ling, where am I going to find a...