After getting into the taxi, her little cousin glanced in the direction of Qin Muchen, then gently nudged Lin Jiujiu with his shoulder: "Your big boss, does he like you?"
"Do you think it seems like it?"
Her little cousin looked her up and down and then shook his head: "No, I think any man with a bit of taste wouldn't really..."
Lin Jiujiu widened her eyes and tapped his head: "Brat."
On the surface, it seemed like nothing, continuing to bicker with her little cousin, but inside Lin Jiujiu was even more determined that she had to leave.
After making this decision, she was no longer confused, no longer hesitant, no longer feeling like she was about to suffocate every time she thought of Qin Muchen.
She believed that as long as she left the company, everything would get better.
Maybe she was a coward, maybe she was avoiding everything, but what could she do?
She was just an ordinary person, without strong willpower, and this was probably all she could do.
