"Who is this looking for you?"
Fu Shihan didn’t answer but instead asked back. He didn’t enter the room, nor did he leave. He just stood at the door, leaning against the door fra, his long legs stretched out, watching the two people inside the room with a smile that wasn’t quite a smile, then he spoke again.
"Didn’t we talk about this last night at the hotel, have you forgotten?"
Su Wanxin: "..."
The content of his statent was correct; they indeed t at the hotel last night. But why does the aning change when it cos out of his mouth?
Fu Shihan continued: "Your attitude towards last night was not like this."
Su Wanxin: "..."
I was so close to smashing a bowl of instant noodles in your face last night.
Every sentence from Fu Shihan led people to think crooked thoughts, and with Chen Lei standing behind him, it felt like catching a cheater in the house.
Fu Shihan looked unfriendly, Su Wanxin may not have felt it yet, but Zhong Xian definitely perceived his hostility.
He made a quick decision to get up and leave this dangerous place.
"President Su, let’s talk so other ti. I have so matters to attend to, I’m leaving now."
With Fu Shihan here, nothing useful would co out of Zhong Xian’s mouth. Thus Su Wanxin let him leave, to focus on dealing with Fu Shihan.
Zhong Xian left, and Chen Lei also found an excuse to slip away.
Fu Shihan entered the room, closed the door, and fixed his dark eyes tightly on the person sitting in the chair, speaking faintly: "Have you always been this likable?"
"Don’t sarcastically taunt in that weird tone, whether I’m likable to others or not, it’s none of your business."
"Who says it’s none of my business?"
"What business is it? The relationship between ex-boyfriends and ex-girlfriends?" Su Wanxin scoffed. "You, as an ex-boyfriend, sure have a wide scope of control."
Su Wanxin got up to grab a docunt from the bookshelf, and as she passed by him, he pulled her over.
A very unconscious movent; even Fu Shihan didn’t expect it.
It was just that he was upset by being hit, and he wanted to be closer to her as she approached.
Su Wanxin bumped into his arms; the next second, she pushed him into the corner, grabbing his tie and sternly warned, "Stop groping!"
Fu Shihan lowered his eyes to look at her, slightly squinting, then reached out to hug her.
He didn’t know which brand of perfu she was wearing, but it slled exceptionally nice.
Also, that beautiful face so close at hand made one unable to resist doing sothing.
Su Wanxin’s eyes widened as she saw his features getting closer, and her heart uncontrollably raced.
This man was strong, and she couldn’t break free. Luckily, he finally stopped, only resting his forehead against hers, frowning as he asked, "Why do I always feel uncomfortable when I see you? What exactly did you do to upset ?"
"...Mutual feelings," Su Wanxin coldly replied. "I find you equally unpleasant."
"I’m not displeased, just uncomfortable," Fu Shihan corrected her words.
He didn’t feel this way seeing anyone else, only her, and it was very strange.
Not wanting to be too close, yet unable to resist getting closer.
Hearing this, a trace of displeasure appeared in Su Wanxin’s eyes. She took the opportunity to break free from his embrace, getting far away from him.
"Then, for the sake of President Fu’s heart, it’s better to stay away from in the future."
She sat back down behind the desk and asked him. "What exactly do you want from ?"
"Didn’t I say last night? Let’s have another match. Just like the last ti, choose sothing you’re good at."
Su Wanxin: "I’m not bad at anything, you choose."
Fu Shihan’s lips curved into a smile, laughing. Despite not being very tall, his tone was quite grand.
"I hear your trading technique is quite similar to mine, I’d like to see for myself."
Heard it again, always ’heard’.
Ever since eting him in Empire, she had heard this word from his mouth several tis.
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