In that instant, Shen Liguang felt a pang of pain in his heart, and it suddenly became heavy.
For some reason, his breathing slowed, each breath tugging at the tenderest part of his heart.
Qian Zheng and Wu Xiaowu were taken aback by the girl's reaction, then remembered how the boss had once gotten fierce with the young lady during a fire drill in high school.
Qian Zheng touched his nose: "Today's young ladies really hold grudges, huh? It's been so long, and she still remembers you being tough on her, came to take revenge on you."
Wu Xiaowu: "..."
Fu Ying had never dared to look at him for so long, and realizing this, she panicked, lowered her head, and ran away.
"Take my car and leave, come to pick me up tomorrow morning." Shen Liguang threw the keys to Qian Zheng and chased after Fu Ying who had run off.
Fu Ying was speeding, feeling extremely awkward, like a headless fly stumbling through the crowd.
