"So......" Su Zhinian said as she bent slightly, grabbed her chin, and turned her head to the mirror on the side of the conference room.

Through the clean mirror, Song Qingchun saw herself inside, naked, and Su Zhinian, who was standing in front of her, was neatly dressed on her body.

She was so embarrassed, and he was so noble...... Such a strong contrast, better than a thousand words from his mouth, was like a resounding slap in the face.

He's interested in your body, but he's only interested in your body, and if he really cares about you, how can he make you embarrassed by being disheveled?

“…… Now do you understand? I won't touch you when I'm awake...... And you yourself know that every time I touch you, it's when I'm delirious and drunk, isn't it? ”

As he spoke, her tears fell one by one and fell on his fingertips.

His lips pursed silently, the expression on his face became more and more cold and cold, and the words in his mouth became more cruel and resolute: "...... That's all because of your very much-looking face, I recognized you as her when I was drunk. ”

Song Qingchun lowered her head in embarrassment, her tears were like pearls with broken threads, and they fell even more violently, and even she sobbed quietly: "Don't say it...... I see, don't talk about it......"

As if he hadn't heard her words, Su Zhinian continued to open and close his mouth lukewarmly: "Frankly speaking, if it weren't for you looking like Tingting, I guess I wouldn't even bother to look at you...... If you really want to be so cheap, you have to be me, it doesn't matter, I don't mind if you sleep for me, anyway, your face is very much like Tingting, it can comfort my heart to miss her......"

"I beg you, don't say it, don't say it, don't say it!" When Su Zhinian said that long paragraph, Song Qingchun kept muttering this sentence in a low voice.

But he never stopped, and continued to say: "However, the premise is that even if I sleep with you, you are just a stand-in for me ......"

Song Qingchun, who was at a loss, suddenly raised his hand frantically, opened Su Zhinian's hand pinching his chin heavily, and then covered his ears fiercely, and continued to shout in a sharp voice: "Don't say it, don't say it!" ”

But his words, as if infinitely magnified, still drilled into her ears.

"Never think you'll be my lover......"

Song Qingchun screamed suddenly, and then she jumped off the desk in a panic, picked up the clothes scattered all over the place, and put them on her body indiscriminately.

Su Zhinian stood quietly aside, watching her panicked actions coldly, her eyebrows and eyes were indifferent, and there was no emotion in her eyes.

Song Qingchun got dressed, didn't even glance at Su Zhinian on the side, hung his head and stuffed the things he had poured on the table into his bag, and stumbled out of the conference room.

Su Zhinian, who was standing in the conference room, heard Cheng Qinglian's concerned voice outside the door: "Miss Song? What's wrong with you? ”

"Miss Song, be careful......" As Cheng Qinglian's words settled, Su Zhinian heard a sound similar to a person hitting a chair.