Xie Shuyu was silent for a moment, then softly said: "This is your right. I once said before, I guarantee I won't disturb you, nor will I affect our business."
"But..." Tang Song shamelessly said: "My feelings for you are real and clear. I care deeply about your feelings."
Xie Shuyu raised her eyebrows, unable to hold back a laugh: "Are you trying to reassure me? Do you think I'm the kind of girl who loves hearing sweet talk?"
She, Xie Shuyu, had been in the business world for many years and had seen all kinds of storms, long since unfazed.
Seeing Tang Song actually use couple tricks on her felt very strange.
Tang Song's finger stroked her wrist where her pulse beat, gazing into her eyes, he said: "Sister Shuyu, I have always admired you. Your wisdom, your perseverance, your confidence, your authenticity, I am very infatuated with these..."
Tang Song's voice was magnetic, his lips seemed lubricated like they were covered with lip balm, and sweet words poured out directly.
