Suddenly, both of them fell quiet.
Embarrassed from his stare, Ji Weixi tried to leave.
He caught her and said slowly, "I want to kiss you."
He was not satisfied with the kiss last night, even left sleepless.
Ji Weixi glared at him. "I'll hit you."
"Hit me then." Li Shaoling's gaze was pained. "You won't find a better man if I die."
It was as if he's the best!
"I'm off to work." Ji Weixi was afraid to even look him in the eye and hurried away.
Li Shaoling watched as she left, with sadness appearing beyond his eyes just for a moment.
Was she not going to forgive him?
Returning to his seat behind the desk, he made a call.
Jiang Cong quickly entered his office. "Anything, boss?"
Li Shaoling leaned into his chair lazily, and coldly asked, "What should I do if a woman is angry?"
"Huh?" Jiang Cong was left stunned for a minute because he never expected Li Shaoling to ask something like that.
