Su Peizhen was silent. She let the elevator take them upstairs. The moment she got out of the elevator, entered the door, and closed the door, she finally had time to look at Ling Jing. There was a probing look in her eyes, a sizing up, and a bit of contemplation.
"Ling Jing, who the Hell Are You?"
"I'm Ling Jing."Ling Jing took a step forward and opened his hands, pretending to hug her.
"..."something was wrong. It didn't feel right.
Su Peizhen frowned slightly, but Ling Jing stepped forward and hugged her tightly.
"I'm so uncomfortable today."He hugged him tightly, and the masculine aura on his body assaulted his face. "I failed the interview today. You Don't even comfort me."
Su Peizhen was stunned for a moment and looked up at him. "What did you say?"
"I said, I failed the interview today. You didn't even comfort me."
Su Peizhen's aggrieved tone made Su Peizhen's expression soften a little. "Interview?"
