169. If you have something to say, finish talking and get out!
The unscrupulous look in his eyes was more passionate than the teasing Chi Guoguo in his words.
Bo Jinghan remained unmoved and raised his head to meet those blue eyes.
"If that day comes...I'll wait!"
The faint smile was so polite that it could even be called indifferent, showing an alienation that was not close to him.
A pair of eyes that looked like a smile but not a smile, but shone with perseverance and unruly brilliance.
Breathtakingly beautiful!
Startled.
Ivan's eyes flickered slightly, and he met Bo Jinghan's eyes for a moment. Thia, I would rather you slap me than look at me so calmly, with this look, this tone...
Everything makes me feel disgusted!"
"It's my honor to make you feel disgusted or disgusting."
Breathing out the orchids.
The two of them were so close that they could feel each other's subtle breathing clearly.
But Bo Jinghan didn't feel his heart pounding at all.
On the contrary, she was as calm as ever.
Even if Ivan, an exotic count who makes women scream and exudes a charming and noble gentleman's temperament, is standing in front of him.
Even his moving English pronunciation is full of intoxicating charm.
But she remained unmoved.
Thia, I want to disappoint you again. Because, I find that I am more interested in you!"
Before she finished speaking, Ivan gave her a wink.
Then she straightened up, put her palms on the table, and sat on her desk.
Then, he handed over the check in his hand: "For your sake, I'll give you a discount. After taking the commission, there are still 90 million left!" Thia, before I hand it over to you, I have another question.
ask you."
Seeing her raising her eyebrows, Ivan squinted his eyes and waved his hands with a half-smile: "Don't worry, I will never ask how you got the money. After all... this is your customer's **!"
"If you have something to say, say it quickly and get out of here. I still have to work."
Bo Jinghan didn't believe that this guy didn't know whose pocket she got this income from.
Thia, I'm finished, you are simply poison to me!"
The ambiguous words came out of Ivan's mouth naturally without any embarrassment.
But seeing that Bo Jinghan was unmoved, Ivan couldn't help but chuckle. Thia, you should understand better than anyone how I feel now!"
Pull out a pen from the table.
Ivan deliberately brought the pen to her lips, like in an interview.
Bo Jinghan's fingers holding the pen froze slightly.
The tip of the pen left a small ink stain on the paper.
But she quickly calmed down her emotions, raised her head, calmly pushed away the pen that was handed to her lips, looked at Ivan indifferently, and said word by word: "You want to know? Okay, I'll tell you. In literary terms,
, 'I searched for him thousands of times in the crowd, but when I looked back at him, he still looked down upon me.' To put it bluntly - you can't get what you ask for!"
