Ye Tian was sitting in the pavilion of the hospital, trying to calm his emotions.
After receiving the phone call from Su Ruoxue, he didn't ask much, simply replying with, "Okay."
With a hint of indifference, Su Ruoxue asked, "Aren't you curious about where we are going?"
Ye Tian responded, "Not curious."
"I only hope that, after three months, President Su will keep her promise and tell me the origin of the dragon-shaped jade pendant you're wearing."
In the face of Ye Tian's indifference.
Su Ruoxue sneered, "Ye Tian, are you sure you're only interested in the jade pendant on me?"
"Aren't you interested in me?"
Ye Tian did not want to provoke this woman.
But involuntarily, two sentences Su Ruoxue had once said to him flashed through his mind.
"Ye Tian, if you perform particularly well in these three months,"
"I might consider letting you be my man for one night."
At this moment.
Those two sentences lingered in Ye Tian's mind, refusing to fade away.
