“Shit!” Gu Tianqi cursed softly. Yes, he had been bitten, and the one who bit him happened to be surnamed Shang! “Rest assured, even if Shang Jie hides at the ends of the earth, I’ll definitely drag her out!”
After saying this, Gu Tianqi hung up angrily.
Huh? Shang Peng stared at the receiver, momentarily speechless.
Should he help find someone and then hide them?
The phone rang again.
He looked down and saw it was Lin Yujiao calling. He was about to hang up but thought about the consequences—Lin Yujiao would bombard the company’s phone, and Tang Zhiwei would be the first to bear the brunt.
Thinking of Zhiwei’s suppressed, resentful gaze—
“Hello! Why are you calling at this time?” He answered the phone, but his mind began to wander.
He suddenly discovered an incredibly ridiculous fact—he was actually answering the phone for Tang Zhiwei? He would actually force himself to do something he didn’t want to do for a woman?
Holding the phone, thinking about Gu Tianqi’s words about exorcising demons, he suddenly had a strong thought—
He would not allow himself to be the captive!
“Peng, what are you thinking? I’ve been talking to you for so long, and you haven’t been paying attention,” Lin Yujiao said coyly.
“What did you say?” Shang Peng’s mind was still drifting.
“I asked if this is okay, right?”
“Oh, okay.” Okay to what?
“Great, then it’s settled!” Lin Yujiao hung up happily.
Shang Peng frowned silently. How strange!
He forcefully spread out his documents and continued working. Unbeknownst to him, another storm was approaching…
Near noon.
Zhiwei, holding her stomach, had a distorted expression.
“How are you? Feeling better? I have something later, so I’ll find someone to accompany you to see a doctor,” Secretary Ye said.
“No need, I—” Zhiwei didn’t have time to stop her.
“Hey, who has a car, take Zhiwei to the hospital.”
Secretary Ye’s rallying cry caused a wave of male beast-like roars in the company.
“Me, me, me, I’ll go!”
“What do you mean, you? You have a motorcycle! Take my car, it’s more comfortable to sit in.”
“What’s wrong with a motorcycle? It’s not like I’ve never sat in your car. The air conditioning isn’t even cold enough!”
