Ming lowered his head, wondering whether he should tell the truth to Ye Feifei. Xiao Han promised him that Ye Feifei would be easy to deal with, but now it seems that Ye Feifei is a King of Glory, and he is a piece of cake in bronze, how should he deal with it.
If he tells the truth, he will be despised by Xiao Han at most and his friendship will be ruined. But if he doesn't tell the truth, he feels that the woman in front of him can kill her. He is an artist in the celestial dynasty and wants to cherish his life.
So, let’s talk!
After some mental struggle, Ming looked up at Ye Feifei and said seriously: "Xiao Han wants you to drug Qi Chang. Qi Chang is in the suite on the fourth floor now, and Xiao Han is guarding him. It's up to you.
If you drank all that glass of wine just now, I can send you to the fourth floor and let you have sex."
Ye Feifei understood, and she suddenly wanted to laugh. When Xiao Han did something bad, didn't he check whether his teammates were smart enough?
"Great designer, let me ask you something. I came in with my agent. If I was really controlled by the medicine you gave me, how could you transport me, a big living person, to the fourth floor in front of my agent?" Ye
Feifei asked curiously.
When Ming heard this, he immediately stood up, patted his forehead, and suddenly realized: "Yeah, why didn't I think of this? I thought that two against one could get you down. But I heard that your agent can also beat you. I
Why did you forget this? I told Xiao Han that I can't do bad things, I can't do bad things, but she still doesn't believe me. What should I do now? How embarrassing."
Ye Feifei saw Ming's appearance, pursed her lips and smiled, and at the same time stretched out her hand, "Give me the room card over there. I'll go and explain it to Xiao Han."
"Are you...sure you made it clear and didn't hit her? She wanted you to sleep with Qi Chang and get caught." Ming looked confused.
Ye Feifei: "First of all, if I tell her clearly, I will treat the other person with the same kind of treatment. Secondly, you are her good friend, shouldn't you beg for mercy on her behalf?"
"Oh, I'm not really a good friend. We just have dinner together and discuss the relationship between famous brands and fashion. But, I think you are smarter and I want to be friends with you." Ming Ming waved his hand and looked at Ye Feifei with a smile.
Ye Feifei couldn't laugh or cry. Is it because she can't keep up with the trend, or is she getting old? Why can't she keep up with and understand the brain circuit of the guy on the other side?
"Here, Ye Feifei, this is the key card. I think you are very smart. Do you want to be my friend?" Ming Ming quickly handed the key card in his pocket to Ye Feifei, and stared at Ye Feifei with his starry eyes.
Ye Feifei looked disgusted, "I don't want to be friends with people with low IQs."
"I...I'm not low. My IQ is internationally certified. I can give you the internationally certified certificate tomorrow. Ye Feifei, you believe me. Believe me quickly!" Ming said stupidly.
The assistant behind Ming now only has one idea: to knock his boss unconscious with one punch to save him from embarrassment.
The artist's brain circuit is so powerful.
"Hey, if you keep chattering, I'll buy you the glass of wine I haven't finished yet." Ye Feifei couldn't stand Ming's noise, so she turned around and pointed at the glass of wine on the table.
Ming was so frightened that he quickly covered his mouth, "Then walk slowly..."
"Yeah!" Ye Feifei said as she and August walked out of Ming's room.
In the elevator, Ye Feifei looked at the room card in her hand and raised her lips, "Sister A, let's go up and find some medicine first?"
August understood what Ye Feifei meant and pressed the up button again.
They took out the drugged glass of wine from Ming's presidential suite and prepared to give it to someone as a gift.