Si Zhengting's gentle expression suddenly darkened. Ji Chen, who was by his side, suddenly felt a strong sense of jealousy and anger radiating from Si Zhengting.
Si Zhengting felt bitter, then suddenly found his confession from a few days before laughable.
His gaze was fixed on Zhuang Nainai's office. He saw strands of hair drooping down, almost obscuring her vision. However, her hands were busy flying across her keyboard, so Su Jinhui reached out and swept the strands of hair to the back of her head.
She didn't object to such an intimate gesture, and both of them were together in such a harmonious setting. That was so bothersome!
Si Zhengting clenched his fingers tightly. He gazed at the office deeply before turning around abruptly and leaving.
Ji Chen tailed after him. He almost had to jog in order to keep up with Si Zhengting, and the two left for the top floor.
