Qingtian looked into those deep eyes with an uninhibited smile, and the words of apology reached the tip of her tongue, but were choked in her throat.
It's him……
"It doesn't matter." Teng Jinsi smiled very gentlemanly and elegantly, his eyes flashed with the light of a hunter seeing his prey. Qingtian didn't like his cynical look, so he averted his eyes and was about to leave, but he stretched out his hand and held it.
Her arm deliberately whispered in her ear, "Secretary Xia, if I remember correctly, you should send me your company's project plan today. Why haven't I received it yet?"
Qingtian's heart sank, "I've asked my colleagues to send it off for me."
"But I didn't receive it."
Qingtian covered her chest, suppressed her discomfort, and said patiently, "Okay, I'll ask questions when I get back."
She wanted to withdraw her hand, but he held it harder. His hot eyes wandered over her body, but it didn't make people feel too abrupt. It had an added element of appreciation. He curved the corners of his mouth and said sincerely, "Xia
Qingtian, you are the most beautiful woman I have ever seen wearing this color."
After finishing speaking, he proudly looked at the red cloud on Sunny's face, let go of his hand, "I look forward to seeing you again."
Xia Qingtian wanted to grit her teeth and reply to him, 'She doesn't want to see him again for eight hundred years!', but the feeling in her stomach made her hasten to rush to the bathroom, holding on to the sink, and she retched.
, but couldn’t spit out anything.
It felt like she was about to vomit out all her internal organs. She looked at her pale face in the mirror uncomfortably, and there was always an uneasy feeling in her heart.
Dinner was destined to be a pain, and Sunny couldn't smell the seafood at all. Ye Yisheng could only take her back. On the way back, the car passed a late-night snack stall on the roadside on the west coast. Sunny watched others eating helplessly, and her stomach felt very unsatisfactory.
He purred a few times.
"Want to eat?"
She wanted to nod!
However, thinking that he had a slight mysophobia and would not be able to eat the food here, she shook her head pitifully.
Seeing the rich expression on her face, Ye Yisheng smiled, turned the front of the car with his hand, and parked the car next to the late-night snack stall. He couldn't help but reach out and pinch her cheek, "I obviously want to eat, little greedy cat."