Ming Ge had long understood someone's penchant for verbal criticism despite actual fondness, so she wasn't angry at all. Her smile only grew broader, "Oh, then I should thank President Gong for sacrificing his spotless reputation just to help me out."
She elongated her voice.
In her slightly exaggerated tone was a teasing that was both mocking and not.
The corners of Gong Yeyan's mouth twitched.
Spotless reputation, what the hell.
"For President Gong to make such a big sacrifice, I always feel that I have no way to repay you…" As she spoke, Ming Ge's slender body slowly leaned towards the man.
A faint scent wafted over, and Gong Yeyan was at first stunned, followed by a slight catch in his breath.
The scene he had imagined did not unfold—
The girl tiptoed, her warm and light laugh fell into his ear, "How about... letting the act become reality, offering myself to you, what do you say to that?"
Gong Yeyan was taken aback.
