“Stop touching me! It’s because you’re not careful that Yuhua saw us. Oh my god, just thinking about it makes me want to die…” She muttered. Having to listen to gossip about herself every day and smile stiffly was such a stupid thing!
She hated stupid people, hated doing stupid things, and now she was caught in both.
“I can’t help it. If you accompany me tonight, I’ll let you go. Besides, why are you unhappy? Isn’t it good to be seen with me? You have a great body, don’t worry…”
“Long Jie!” She wanted to punch him. Didn’t this man have any sense of shame? The problem was she was actually involved with this shameless man.
She really punched him.
Long Jie caught her not-light punch and pulled her close, giving her a deep, passionate kiss. Even though he noticed someone entering from the corner of his eye, he continued kissing her.
Perhaps heaven was helping him, hehe!
“Ah! CEO… CEO!” A sharp intake of breath was so obvious. “Sister Pang!”
Deng Nu felt she might faint. She pushed Long Jie away and saw not only He Yuhua at the door but also several managers from other departments.
This… there was no way to cover this up now!
“Looking for me? What is it?” Long Jie recovered quickly, speaking in an overly relaxed tone.
De Nu glared at him with hatred. Her eyes seemed to say – you knew this all along?
Long Jie pulled her hand, intending to show that their relationship was extraordinary.
De Nu immediately shook off his hand and walked past several onlookers back to her seat.
No one dared to say another word, including that CEO Long.
De Nu had not spoken to Long Jie for several days. To be precise, since the intimate incident in the tea room, she had been treating him like he didn’t exist. Long Jie was miserable, and De Nu wasn’t feeling great either.
Today at noon, she rejected Long Jie’s lunch invitation for the third time, walking alone to a restaurant further from the company. When she returned to the office, she heard whispers.
“Hello, Secretary Pang.” Some people greeted her, but always looked at her an extra moment.
She could hear those “whispers” –
“Is it her? Is it really her?”
“I heard it is.”
