Chapter 11: I Don't Have High Hopes for You

As soon as Lu Xingchen returned to the dormitory, she heard the text message ringing on her mobile phone, and she pressed it to see:

[Did you mention that car accident to anyone a month ago?] ]

There was no title, and there was no payment, but Lu Xingchen could still see between the lines who was sending the message.

Who else could there be but that cold, strict, and unsmiling season boss?

She pursed her lips slightly, and was about to reply to the word [no], but suddenly remembered that she seemed to have mentioned it to Xu Qin last night......

emmm……

Lu Xingchen pondered for a moment and returned: [If I said that I mentioned it to a person, would there be any consequences?] ]

After sending this message nervously, Lu Xingchen did not receive a reply from the other party for a long time.

An ominous premonition swept over like a wave.

Lu Xingchen couldn't help but spend Ji Jinyan's belly as a blood-sucking capitalist with his villainous heart, should he suddenly regret it just because she told others about his car accident?

As soon as he thought of this consequence, Lu Xingchen couldn't help but want to chop off the hand that sent his message, why do you say you are so sincere???

Panic and you won't die!

Just when she fell into infinite chagrin, Ji Jinyan's text message finally came:

[Who did you mention it?] ]

Lu Xingchen took a breath and replied cautiously: [It's just my college roommate, if this bothers you, don't worry, I will remind her not to say it.] ]

[Hmm.] ]

Lu Xingchen: ......??? How many meanings does [um] have??

Is this angry or not? Is this a nuisance or not a nuisance? Is this a reversal or no regret?

Lu Xingchen thought about it, why didn't he put down the big stone in his heart, bit his lip, and asked: [President, you're not angry, are you?] ]

As soon as this message was sent successfully, the next second, Ji Jinyan's call came in.

Lu Xingchen instantly gasped, holding the mobile phone in his hand was like grabbing a hot potato, and it was not that he didn't pick it up.

She really doesn't understand him, why did she have to call when she could solve it by text message?!

Taking a deep breath, Lu Xingchen closed his eyes and pressed the connect button, his expression was very dead.

"Hello, Mr. Ji."

"Why do you think I'm angry?" He didn't greet her politely, and asked straight to the point.

Lu Xingchen was stunned for a moment, and then replied with a smile: "It's nothing, it's nothing, it's mainly that you're not angry."

Not angry means that this will not be regretted, of course, this is hello, I am good, everyone, hello is really good!

"Do you think I'm a person who gets angry so easily that I don't even know how to manage my emotions?" He asked again.

"How can this be," Lu Xingchen laughed dryly, "Aren't I just afraid that I will accidentally do something wrong, and then you will be cautious all of a sudden, and suddenly regret it?" ”

"Careful eyes?" Ji Jinyan narrowed his eyes slightly, and his voice suddenly sank, "Do you think I'm the kind of person who goes back on his word?" ”

As soon as Lu Xingchen heard his suddenly sinking voice, he felt that something was wrong, and he wanted to bite off his tongue, wanting to cry without tears, "You listen to my explanation, Lord President, I mean, it's me who is careful, I live the belly of a gentleman with the heart of a villain, you have a lot of people, and the prime minister can hold the boat in his belly, so he definitely won't care about me as a little woman, right?" ”

Hearing this, Ji Jinyan's always cold eyes flashed a faint smile, his slightly pursed thin lips bent a small arc, and after a moment, he said lightly: "Don't worry, since I have promised you, I will not regret it." So, you should take advantage of these two weeks to prepare your plan and report. ”

Hearing his words, Lu Xingchen's heart that had been in the air finally fell to the ground, and she breathed a sigh of relief, "Hmm! Good! It will definitely live up to the high expectations of Mr. Ji! ”

"Heh," Ji Jinyan chuckled, got up from the office chair, and walked to the coffee machine, "I don't have much hope for you." ”