Located in the most prosperous area of the city center, a 38-story commercial building covering an area of more than 3,000 square meters is bathed in the sun and looks bright and dazzling. At this moment, a high-rise office in the middle of the building is very quiet, quiet.
Subtle breathing could be heard. Sunlight shone in through the entire glass window, making the entire room appear spacious and bright.
The man sat quietly behind the desk, with his back to the door. Although his face could not be seen clearly, it added a strong sense of oppression to the whole room.
"Senior, um, uh, I want to ask you, do you... do you mind having multiple girlfriends?"
In front of the desk, Xiang Ziyuan was holding back her breath, her face was red, and it took her a long time to finish her sentence. Then she hung her head tightly, like a prisoner waiting for judgment.
One second, two seconds, three seconds...
One minute, two minutes, three minutes...
Time was like a thin hand around her neck, passing away bit by bit, and her heart became uneasy bit by bit. Embarrassment, guilt, expectation, doubt, and more importantly, uneasiness.
After waiting for a long time, she felt that her neck and entire body began to become stiff, and then she raised her head with confusion and caution.
Fragments of sunlight shone in from the large glass window behind the man, warm and dazzling. Xiang Ziyuan subconsciously narrowed her eyes slightly. In the mottled light and shadow, she could clearly see the dust floating in the air.
The man in front of her was sitting with his back to her, and the large office chair almost covered most of his body. However, the man's tall and straight figure could still be seen.
Looking at the petite and cramped figure reflected on the glass window, Zuo Zimo narrowed his narrow eyes slightly, a playful smile unconsciously appeared on the corner of his mouth, and then slowly turned around.
A charming face appeared in Xiang Ziyuan's sight without any concealment.
With an angular face, cool and fair skin; dark and deep eyes, charming and profound; dark and handsome eyebrows, and a high and solid nose bridge, this man is perfect like the male protagonist in the comics.
Xiang Ziyuan was stunned for a moment, staring blankly at the man behind the desk, feeling a buzzing in her head. The man in front of her was extremely handsome, and had an extraordinary bearing. There was a faint hint of familiarity in the strangeness, but he was clearly not her today.
The person to confess to.
"Were you confessing to me just now?" Zuo Zimo spoke slowly, with a mellow and deep voice that was incredibly sexy. The last note clearly rose, and the expression on his face was extremely serious.
Especially the eyes that stared at him were so deep and bright that they seemed to be able to capture one's soul.
Xiang Ziyuan didn't know why, but under the other person's gaze, she nodded stupidly at first, then seemed to suddenly react to something, and couldn't help but quickly shook her head.
"What do you mean by nodding and shaking your head?" Zuo Zimo's eyebrows were slightly raised, and his dark eyes were deep and bright.
Of course he knew that the woman in front of him was not confessing to him, and he never had much affection for women who came to his door, but at this moment, he felt a trace of teasing for no reason.
"I, I..."
The man's eyes were burning, and he looked at Zi Wan with a lot of heart. There seemed to be a ball of mud in his head, and the chaos couldn't be resolved. He knew that this was a misunderstanding, and wanted to explain it to the other party, but he didn't know how to go about it.
Open your mouth.
After all, this was the first time she had encountered such a frivolous thing as confessing to the wrong person.