Pan Jiyuan couldn't help but feel a bit embarrassed, his eyes flickering with thin anger, "In front of that kid, you act like a flirt, but in front of me, you pretend to be an ice queen, right? Just wait, I'll teach you a lesson tonight!"
Pan Jiyuan quickly regained his composure, concealing the anger on his face, and then said with a smile, "Tonight, we are planning to throw a welcome party for Hao Yingjun. He has already agreed to come, why don't you join us?"
"Are you guys really that kind-hearted?" Chen Zhiyan said mockingly, yet she still didn't look up. She wasn't from Guo Bixi's faction, and they would rather distance themselves from her—why would they invite her? Chen Zhiyan wasn't foolish.
"Zhiyan, look what you're saying. We're all colleagues; there's no need to make our relationship so tense, right? We all actually want to mend things with you; give us a chance!" Pan Jiyuan believed his words carried sincere intentions, thinking Chen Zhiyan wouldn't refuse.
