'However, it seems that the president and Madam are still getting along very well.'
'So, Madam is different after all. Even if the president doesn't remember Madam, he still couldn't bear to part with her.'
Comparing himself to her, Sun Ye suddenly felt sorry for himself because of the indifferent gaze he received.
"Come with me to the mall before it gets dark," Ye Shengge said.
Sun Ye was confused but he assented.
"Do you want to buy something, Madam? I'll help you."
"No," Ye Shengge said as she walked to the sofa and picked up her jacket. "I want to buy clothes. I don't trust your taste."
She had brought professional suits on this business trip, and the bottoms were either a skirt or a pair of pants. She didn't even bring a dress. She couldn't seduce that man with a professional business suit.
If she had known that she would reunite with Ji Shiting, she would've brought ten dresses.
