"Second, the essence of liking someone is mostly about pleasing oneself."
Ming Ge curled her lips slightly and switched the phone to her other hand, saying to the person on the other end, "Because I like you, I please myself—look, it is essentially a selfish act that centers on self, so..."
She propped her cheek in her hand, tilting her head—even though she knew he couldn't see her.
Her beautiful ink-black curls fell as she tilted her head, a few strands winding around her fair and delicate wrist, further enhancing her extremely gorgeous face with a captivating beauty.
"How could Mr. Gong expect me to have such awareness?"
Ming Ge stopped just short of saying—
Whether her pursuit would cause trouble for someone else, sorry, that wasn't within her consideration, oh.
With that said.
The System suddenly widened its eyes and exclaimed, "Ming Xiaoge, have you gone mad?"
"Hmm?"
