"You woman, you're really hard to handle." Jiang She took off his tie around his neck, his sharp eyes full of wickedness, directly locked onto Wen Zhiyao on the other side, leaving her no escape.
Wen Zhiyao crossed her arms, not avoiding Jiang She undressing.
She knew better than to look away from the opportunity he was providing.
"CEO Jiang, you've been wanting to handle me, am I really that bad?" Wen Zhiyao sighed silently, her head bowed as if she was very wronged.
Jiang She had been with Wen Zhiyao for a while now, he knew her tricks.
Her current state of grievance is just a drama she is playing for him.
Jiang She smirked, his natural charm getting even more prominent. He intentionally pointed out, "You're not bad. You're exceptional. That's why I want to keep you close."
His words carried a hint of flippancy, and a roguish air that was so peculiarly his.
Wen Zhiyao didn't want to banter with Jiang She. As he was drenched, staying around longer might lead to a cold.
