When the elevator ascended to the second floor, Wen Qiao was looking down at her nails while he suddenly spoke up.
"Out of consideration for your engagent with my little uncle, I let you off the hook for yesterday's incident and didn't ntion it to my Little Uncle, but I hope from now on you'll behave yourself and be strict with yourself. I've already told you more than once that I don't like you, and I already have soone else I like. You should know who that is, right? You should have so dignity and not badger anymore. If you do anything like following or sneaking into my room again, don't bla for not recognizing you."
After Qi Ming finished speaking, an eerie silence suddenly fell over the elevator. The other three people, already practically invisible, now wished they could vanish on the spot.
It took Wen Qiao a mont to realize he was speaking to her.
Where was this wave of delusion coming from?
Does this kid have a screw loose? His little uncle sees and hears everything. If he didn't know about the ruckus on his turf yesterday, then maybe he shouldn't be the president of FS Corporation after all.
It looks like this fool thinks nobody else knows.
Qi Ming waited a while and seeing that he didn't get a response, his gaze fell on the woman reflected in the elevator doors, who was currently frowning at him.
He naturally interpreted Wen Qiao's expression as "on the verge of tears," and his face began to show impatience. "Even if you cry your eyes out, I wouldn't like you."
Hearing this, Wen Qiao was at a loss for words, like she was constipated. She held back but couldn't help responding, "Get it clear, I was the first one in this elevator. You ca after, and it was your choice not to go on with the next one."
"So what?" Qi Ming, capitalizing on his height advantage, looked down at her, "Is this your new tactic? Playing hard to get?"
"You don't think I'm here because I'm stalking you, do you?"
Qi Ming's face couldn't have scread "obviously" louder. "What else?"
I'm going to laugh myself to death!
Even if I were playing hard to get, I wouldn't waste it on you!
Wen Qiao clenched her fists, barely managing to restrain her urge to slap him awake, "Just a friendly tip from your future Little Aunt, you need so self-awareness. It's fine to be narcissistic, but only handso people can pull it off without annoying anyone. With soone like you, do you know what it's called?"
Qi Ming, montarily taken aback by the term "Little Aunt" coming from Wen Qiao's mouth, unconsciously asked, "What's it called?"
"Bringing disgrace upon oneself."
With a "ding", the elevator reached Wen Qiao's floor. She pointed a finger and pushed past Qi Ming, who was blocking the doorway, and walked off without looking back.
Her high ponytail swayed with every step she took.
Seeing this, Jiang Yao imdiately followed her, strutting triumphantly.
It wasn't until the elevator doors closed again that Qi Ming slowly ca back to his senses, incredulously asking his manager and assistant, "Did she just say I brought disgrace upon myself?"
"This must be her new tactic, warming up to at all tis and now suddenly giving the cold shoulder, making uncomfortable so that I'll fall for her. Romance novels aren't even written like that anymore!"
Manager Zhang Chi quietly interjected, "Ah Ming, you might really be misunderstanding her this ti."
"Misunderstanding?" Qi Ming laughed as if he'd heard the world's biggest joke, "Misunderstanding what? Misunderstanding that she's stalking ? If she wasn't stalking , why would she be here, saying that I brought disgrace upon myself except to save her own face?"
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