Cheng Yiming suddenly stood up, walked to Han Jing'er, then lowered his head slightly and stared at her. He was very tall, almost a head taller than Han Jing'er, so he felt condescending.

Suddenly, he leaned down, leaned into Han Jing'er's ear, and whispered: "Do you know why I gave you a mobile phone?"

Han Jing'er asked blankly: "Why?"

Cheng Yiming smiled. His smile was evil, and so was his voice: "I just want to bribe you so that you don't tell anyone about what happened that night!"

Han Jing'er's face turned red again, and the blush went straight to her ears, and she shouted: "I won't tell."

Cheng Yiming looked at her.

His pair of slender eyes were dark and phosphorous, with pupils dangerously narrowed into a line, flickering with an evil that made Han Jing'er tremble with fear but couldn't stop looking at them.

Yes, evil!

Han Jing'er suddenly thought of Cheng Liang.

The evil eyes of Cheng Yiming in front of me and the evil eyes of Cheng Liang 12 years ago are constantly alternating, overlapping, and intertwined with each other.

In a daze, Han Jing'er felt that Cheng Yiming was Cheng Liang, and Cheng Liang was Cheng Yiming.

She couldn't help but blurt out: "Cheng Liang!"

When Cheng Yiming heard this, a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes.

Then he stood upright, put his hands in his trouser pockets, and asked leisurely: "Who is Cheng Liang?"

Cheng Liang's evil eyes disappeared in front of her, leaving only Cheng Yiming's eyes looking towards her. At this time, there was no evil in Cheng Yiming's eyes, but a sense of temptation.

He slightly outlined the corners of his lips, and his handsome face had a light and no unnecessary expression, which made people feel unfathomable. Seeing Han Jing'er glare at him, his eyebrows raised, and there was an extra touch in his eyes.

Have fun.

"Who is Cheng Liang? Your boyfriend?"

"No...no."

"Does that person named Cheng Liang look like me?"

Han Jing'er suddenly became angry: "Why should I tell you?"

She turned around and started to leave. After taking two steps, she heard Cheng Yiming's voice slowly saying from behind: "Han Jing'er——"

Han Jing'er stopped and didn't look back, but said, "Is there anything else?"

Cheng Yiming said: "Take the phone."

Han Jing'er said quietly, "I don't want it!"

Cheng Yiming's voice was light and airy, but there was a kind of strength that could not tolerate anyone saying no: "If you don't take the phone away, then I will tell what happened that night. Han Jing'er, tell me, if people in the company know

What will I think of you? My reputation doesn't matter. At most, I can be said to be romantic. As a man, being romantic is his true nature. What's more, a good man like me (excellent man) has many women throwing himself into his arms. But

As for women, being romantic means being bitchy."

A momentary misstep results in eternal regret.

Han Jing'er didn't make a mistake, but she still hated her for eternity. She thought, maybe, in Cheng Yiming's eyes, she was the spokesperson of modern Pan Jinlian?

He bit his lip, turned around, and took the gift bag without saying a word.

Then, she rushed out of Cheng Yiming's office without looking back.

At the elevator entrance, Han Jing'er threw the gift bag into the trash can bitterly. Bah, what is it? Use this to threaten her! The elevator came, Han Jing'er entered the elevator, and the moment the elevator door closed, she suddenly

He changed his mind, quickly pressed the door button, and rushed out.

She picked up the gift bag from the trash can.

That’s the newly launched iPhone, don’t give it up for free, right?
Chapter completed!