So annoying! Is he, Qi Longbing, really that bad? How many women dream of him? And this little woman acts all high and mighty? Is she really that unwilling? He really wanted to ask her, was dating him truly a matter of life and death to her?
"It's already late, and I have to work tomorrow morning, President Qi. I should head back," Hua Xiaomo said to him, her tone indifferent, her face sporting that habitual faint smile.
Everything about her was so composed. It seemed she had never really lost her composure or acted out of line.
Qi Longbing gave her a glance and snorted coldly. "Go, go, go! I see you... all you think about deep down is how to get away as soon as possible, isn't it?"
Suddenly unable to contain himself, his tone grew much heavier, and his handsome face turned alternately dark and pale.
In an instant, his heart soured.
Hua Xiaomo managed a forced smile. "President Qi, you're tired. Get some sleep. I'm leaving."
