"Miss Xu, haven't we already met twice? Why are you here again?"
Fang Zhi asked.
Even if Lin Shu believes him, Fang Zhi is worried that his frequent outings with other women might make Lin Shu feel jealous.
Xu Yingying gave a gentle smile, reminiscent of a delicate and boneless white flower.
"Since I admire President Fang, of course, I won't be satisfied by just seeing him once. The more I see him, the happier I am."
"So, why are you looking for me this time?"
Fang Zhi came over, and seeing Xu Yingying also stood, he couldn't help feeling a layer of irritation.
He doesn't like any woman who wants to get something through such means.
Can you only resort to the feelings between men and women? Can't you rely on your own abilities?
In his eyes, he does not place any less importance on women. On the contrary, as long as someone is skillful, regardless of their identity, Fang Zhi is willing to listen to her.
