"No need! I don't need anything you say! I can get everything I want on my own, why do I need to rely on a man who talks to me about conditions all the time?"
"What do you think I'm inferior to you in achieving what you can achieve? Can't I do it?" Xia Ling repeatedly rebuked Shen Sibai, which made Shen Sibai restless.
*
"Shen Sibai! What... What are you doing?" Shen Mu's eyes widened.
Behind him, the door rang.
Seeing Shen Sibai and Banran fighting against each other in a somewhat ambiguous atmosphere, Shen Mu was immediately shocked.
"Shen Sibai! You actually... actually..." He could not even finish his words. The corners of his lips were trembling, and he looked very angry.
He was just going down to see the director off and to go through the formalities.
But what about these two people? They were not even seen at a glance, and sparks were already sparked. Was this still Shen Sibai? Or was it that Shen Sibai, who had never been moved by women, had been replaced by someone else?
Shen Mu really wanted to probe Shen Sibai's head to see if he had a fever and even provoked Contagion.
However, he did not dare to be presumptuous in front of Shen Sibai.
"What about me?" Shen Sibai looked at him indifferently. "Has my ability to accept things become worse as I get older?"
Shen Mu: "My knee hurts."
He was only slightly older than Shen Sibai, how could he be so old?
"Let's go back."
Shen Sibai put his hand in his pocket and walked out of the door.
When he reached the door, he paused and turned around, saying to the tightly shut door.
"Manna, wait for me to contact you when I get back."
The door was closed, and there was no response.
Not wanting Shen Mu to say something worse, Shen Sibai pulled the embarrassed Shen Mu away.
He left the apartment, closed the door, and took Shen Mu to the elevator.
*
The sound of the door closing in the apartment also made assistant Wang Jing come back to her senses.
The way Shen Sibai and Banran looked just now was obviously very passionate. If Shen Mu had not brought her back, perhaps these two people would have...
Taking a deep breath, Wang Jing knocked on the bedroom door.
"Sister Ran, sister ran, come out? He has already left."
Wang Jing called out in a low voice.
"Yes." Behind the door, Xia Ling answered.
She opened the door.
In the apartment, because of the many people entering and leaving, the room was a little messy.
However, after coming out of the bedroom, Xia Ling sat heavily on the sofa, pulled the pillow beside her, and hugged it in her arms.
She let out a long breath, as if she had given up on herself, but her eyes were closed, so no one could see her expression clearly.
Lying on her side, the woman's eyelashes were as thick as a small fan, casting a shadow on her fair cheeks.
There was a faint blush on her face, with a touch of moving beauty.
She was lying on the sofa. Her figure was well-proportioned.
Looking at her, Wang Jing was a little lost in thought.
Even though they were both women, Wang Jing still felt that she was like a vixen, always... The more she looked at her, the more beautiful she became.
"Wang Jing, did you see what happened just now?"
Her almond-shaped eyes slowly opened and regained their clarity. Xia Ling looked at Wang Jing at the side.
She called out her name.
Wang Jing was a little nervous and shrunk her neck
"Sister Ran, Shen said that he will contact you when he gets back. But are you and Shen really in a relationship?"
She looked at her timid little assistant, who was like a little squirrel.
Xia Ling propped up her face, her white fingers twirling a few strands of chestnut hair.
She made up her mind. Her eyes sparkled, and she opened her red lips slightly
"Yes. In a relationship."
Wang Jing's face immediately turned pale.