"You can't just take her down like that," Lin Yi said, not knowing whether to laugh or cry.
"With your looks, you're like a walking wet dream. President Ji sure is something to be able to hold it in." Wang Ying said.
"Ji Qingyan's not too bad, either."
"You're right. Even a woman like me would be jealous of President Ji's looks," Wang Ying said.
"What a pity. President Ji's main target hasn't been taken yet. Looks like I'll have to wait in the back row for now."
"What is all this talk about respect? I think you just want my body."
"Yeah." Wang Ying said. "Anyway, I'm hungry. You can feed me downstairs."
"That's something to consider."
"Die."
The sound of running water could be heard from the washroom upstairs. Lin Yi sat down and waited for Qin Han's news.
About half an hour later, Wang Ying came down in her pajamas. At this time, Lin Yi's takeout was delivered.
Ring, Ring, Ring...
