Tong Yiqing told Jin Ye word for word what she heard on the phone.
After listening, Jin Ye looked solemn.
Jin Ye's sharp eyes flashed with cold light, and he secretly said in his heart: "It's you again with the surname Wen. I will never let you hurt Tong Yiqing!"
"Ye, who is that woman referring to?" Tong Yiqing couldn't help but ask.
"have no idea."
"I don't know? I think you are pretending not to know. Is she... your girlfriend?" Tong Yiqing said with a hint of jealousy in her tone.
"My girlfriend is holding hands with me, what do you think?" Jin Ye said with a faint smile.
"Did you have many girlfriends before?" Tong Yiqing looked into his piercing black eyes and asked tentatively.
"I used to have many girlfriends, but now I only have you, and you have agreed to my proposal, so I will never abandon you, don't worry."
Yesterday was probably the most unforgettable day in his and her life.
The shallow dimples and the beautiful face made Tong Yiqing reluctant to look away.
Arriving at the first floor of the building, the two walked out of the elevator hand in hand, attracting many employees' glances.
"Wow, it's the chairman. He's still so handsome."
"That girl is so beautiful."
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Facing everyone's whispers, Jin Ye was used to it and ignored them.
Tong Yiqing, on the other hand, was a little embarrassed, lowering her head and not daring to look directly at others.
After leaving the building, Jin Ye did not drive, but held Tong Yiqing's hand and walked out of the gate.
The two were walking on the street, and all the lovers holding hands were inferior to the two who looked like a couple of gods.
"Ye, wouldn't it be too ostentatious for us to do this?"
"Swaggering? How to be considered swaggering?" Jin Ye said with an evil smile.
Tong Yiqing rolled her eyes at him.
"Do you know how handsome you are? Look, those women are drooling when they see you."
As she said that, Tong Yiqing glanced at the nymphomaniacs around her with sharp eyes, as if to say: "He is my man, don't even think about paying attention to him."
Jin Ye raised his left hand and scratched the bridge of her delicate nose with his index finger: "Silly girl, you are jealous."
After a pause, he also followed Tong Yiqing's example and glanced sharply at the men around him who were looking at Tong Yiqing lustfully.