Song Qinghuan felt uncomfortable all over her body at this moment. She planned to quickly leave as soon as the elevator stopped at the first floor, trying to distance herself from these people as quickly as possible.
Seeing that Song Qinghuan did not respond to him, and even seemed terrified, Bi Yuntao spoke: "Miss Song, would you like to join me? I am going to have a meal with a few colleagues from the company, come with us!"
"Huh?" Song Qinghuan was somewhat stunned as she looked at him, thinking she must have misheard.
Bi Yuntao continued, "You helped me clean my clothes this morning, and I should return the favor."
"Huh? No need, it was my fault for dirtying your clothes; it's my responsibility to clean them." Song Qinghuan felt increasingly ill at ease.
She glanced at Shi Yuhuan somewhat panic-stricken. Regardless of how Yuhuan felt about her, she ultimately could not have an ambiguous relationship with any man during their engagement period.
