"Shuai Mingsheng!" Ning Xin'er squeezed three words through clenched teeth.
"Miss, you must have mistaken me for someone else," Li Yifei said, his face full of confusion as he patted his chest, looking like he had just had a scare. "You really scared me to death, standing there without making a sound."
"Mistaken? Shuai Mingsheng, you bastard, even if you turned to ashes, I would still recognize you." Ning Xin'er placed both hands on the office desk, her chest heaving rapidly, her face extremely pale, her bright eyes looked as if they were about to shoot flames.
"Miss, my name is Li Yifei, not Shuai Mingsheng, you must be mistaken," Li Yifei continued to feign confusion.
"Li Yifei... huh, fine, I finally know your real name. You can keep pretending with me, but let's see how long you can keep it up," Ning Xin'er leaned forward, gritting her teeth tightly.
