Lu Ning used her small hands to wipe her mouth, but there was no saliva.
It was too detestable. He was teasing her again.
Lu Ning looked sideways and glared at him. "You..."
"Have you finished writing the self-reflection letter?" Yin Zhihan was the first to speak.
Lu Ning was suddenly at a loss. She stood up and went to the desk. She handed the self-reflection letter in her hands to Yin Zhihan, "President, I have already done a deep self-reflection of my lateness this morning. I promise that I will not do it again in the future. Please forgive me, President."
Lu Ning smiled gracefully.
Yin Zhihan turned his office chair around and faced her. The girl's fair little face had her signature smile. She had always been like this, exactly the same as when she was young. By chance, she saw him coming out of the shower, and dropped the magazine in Linger's room in front of him. Her eyes were full of panic, but she pretended to be elegant and calm.
