Tang Song said casually, "Eavesdropping on others' privacy is not a good habit, Miss Anne."
"Of course not." Anne shrugged, "But maybe I'll tell Jin about it."
"You can try, Miss Anne."
"Oh~ can you not call me that?"
Tang Song reached out to take back his cola.
However, Anne intentionally blocked it, her tongue gently licking the rim of the cup, her movements slow yet filled with provocation.
After that, she handed over the cola, now with her saliva on it.
Tang Song didn't mind the saliva of the foreign woman, after all, they had kissed many times, but her demeanor was clearly "chastising" him.
He patted her butt and straightforwardly said, "Tomorrow night, at the Shanghai International Conference Center, there's an event for the financial sector, the people from Meditation Capital will also be there, bring them and follow me."
Hearing this, Anne raised her brows, her smile deepening, "Oh? You want me to help? This isn't free work, darling."
"What are the terms?"
