The atmosphere between the two gradually became softer, occasionally clinking their glasses lightly.
…
The lighting was soft, and the music was soothing.
The time for the reception dinner wasn't long, since the press conference was scheduled for the next morning, no one drank too much.
The banquet hall was gradually emptying, leaving only a few scattered groups of guests engaged in quiet conversation.
After seeing off a few important guests, Liu Qingning returned to the lounge area.
Looking at Wen Ruan, who was gazing at the night view, she suddenly asked, "Wen Ruan, what do you think of Tang Song as a person?"
Wen Ruan turned around, pondered for a moment, and a happy smile appeared at the corner of her mouth, "To me, he's almost a perfect person, handsome, smart, self-disciplined, gentle, reliable..."
She rattled off over a dozen virtues, her eyes sparkling brightly.
Liu Qingning's voice was slightly dry, "Do you love him very much?"
"Of course, that's beyond doubt!"
