"Daqi, how are things going between you and Ai Guobei now? The news online is so mixed, I don't even know what's really happening.
The most absurd one I saw was that Ai Guobei was hugging your legs, begging for your forgiveness. These people really have a talent for making things up."
Cheng Daqi was focused on driving, while Zhao Hongjin, having touched up her makeup, started asking questions.
However, her question was so amusing that CEO Cheng couldn't help but laugh out loud.
"Haha, it's not made up."
"Huh? What's not made up?" The girl with peach blossom eyes was a bit stunned, her beautiful eyes filled with confusion.
"But this should be a secret, there were only four people in the office at that time. Ai Guobei didn't want to go to jail, so he was very sincere in his pleas." CEO Cheng replied with a smile.
Zhao Hongjin didn't expect the stories on the internet, which were grasping at straws, to actually reveal the truth. She fell silent for a moment, then asked.
