Li Nanheng smiled faintly and said, "You didn't let them kick me out just because you were afraid I'd hurt them, right?"
Feng Ling: "…what on earth do you want? "
"I want you to take me in."
"Do you need me to 'take you in'? Even if I do, the result will be the same. There is no possibility between us anymore!" Feng Ling said.
Li Nanheng nodded solemnly. "Then just take me in. I won't pester you. I'll just be your assistant, OK?"
Feng Ling: "…"
On the man's forehead, there was a big word "TRAP" written on it.
She stroked her forehead, closed her eyes, and finally took out a business card from the drawer with no expression and threw it to him. "I won't take you in. If you insist, the KTV next door is recruiting waiters. I think you meet their standards."
Li Nanheng sat there still. Looking at the business card she threw to him, he glanced at her with a suspicious look.
