"Oh, I'd really like to know just how gentle it can be?"
Shen Peini barely suppressed a smirk, casting a glance at the cold-faced Ling Weiwei, luring Lin Fei.
"Want to know? That's not impossible, but, after all, this involves our Weiwei's image. It's noisy here with many people, not a place for conversation."
Lin Fei's hands tapped swiftly on the keyboard, his eyes fixed straight on the computer screen, showing no intention of looking up. However, he didn't forget to tease Shen Peini with his words.
"Ptui."
Frowning with a slight resentment, Shen Peini spat at Lin Fei. Shen Peini had intended to set a trap for Lin Fei, yet, unbothered, he had turned the tables, looping her into his scheme.
"I see you're just bragging. For a beauty like Manager Ling, how could there be a fiancé like you? Such words, you keep them to yourself when we're alone, but don't ever mention them to a third party."
Shen Peini's eyes roamed curiously as she provocatively challenged Lin Fei.
