"If I want, will Mr. Liu help me?"
Wang Manni countered.
"That's impossible, I can only do what I'm able to."
Liu Zheng responded.
"I understand. For a woman like me, Mr. Liu would only treat me as a friend. Women can be pampered, but friends can only be helped."
"Mr. Liu has so many women, he can't even pamper them, let alone help them."
Wang Manni's voice carried seventy percent sadness and thirty percent resentment.
"Your hint of tea is stronger than the spit I just drank."
He grumbled.
"...Mr. Liu's words are too hurtful."
Wang Manni paused and said with resentment.
"You're not human now. Stop the nonsense, a simple question, do you want to go home?"
Liu Zheng said impatiently.
"I..."
Wang Manni glanced at Manager Ma, who was staring at her brazenly, and the many gazes watching her in the darkness of the compartment, she bit her lip.
"I want to."
After uttering these two words, she felt relieved.
"Alright. The address, and your deputy director's phone number."
