Wen Zhiyao skeptically surveyed the person next to her and retorted, "What do you want from me? I don't believe that you would give me this money for no reason."
"True, I do want something. I seek the joy you bring me. Is that a good enough reason?" There was a touch of mockery in his words.
Wen Zhiyao helplessly shook her head; she couldn't get this hundred thousand yuan from Jiang Jingyan.
"CEO Jiang, you don't really need to be so unpleasant to me, do you?" A flush of embarrassment spread on Liang Yimo's face.
Jiang Jingyan wasn't afraid of hurting Liang Yimo and gave her a definite answer, "Yes, your actions are indeed very annoying."
Liang Yimo bit her lip and pleaded, "Then if I don't talk to you on the plane, would you promise not to switch seats with others?"
"No." Jiang Jingyan answered resolutely.
Sitting too close to Liang Yimo made him feel suffocated.
Liang Yimo lowered her head, playing with her fingers, feeling dejected.
