Ye Shengge bit her lower lip and smiled bitterly. "No matter what, you just can't bear to let Tang Ranran go. You know that I'll be happy if you fire her, but you're still unwilling to do so."
Ji Shiting took a deep breath. He stared at her for a long time before saying tersely, "If it is a reasonable request, I will try my best to satisfy you."
"So, it's unreasonable for me to ask you to fire a potential third wheel." Ye Shengge laughed self-mockingly. "I understand. Let go of me."
Ji Shiting looked at her sad and self-deprecating eyes. The suffocating feeling in his heart grew stronger and stronger, making him feel overwhelmed.
He did not want to see such an expression on her face.
Hence, not only did he not let go of her, he even tightened his grip. "If firing her can solve the problem between us, I will definitely not hesitate. Shengge, you know that you are only venting your anger on me."
Ye Shengge bit her lip.
