Chapter 9
Ding! The instant that the elevator doors opened, Pei Ge blocked her face with the handbag and resolutely walked toward the exit to the building.
As she walked, she desperately prayed that no one would spot her.
However, sometimes, Murphy’s law was just hard to defy.
Perhaps, it was because she was too focused on not wanting anyone to see her, but Pei Ge slammed into the glass door with a loud bang .
“Ouch!” Pei Ge cried out as she rubbed her forehead that was red from the impact.
“Pffft! Ha ha ha!”
Hearing the unsuppressed laughter, Pei Ge no longer bothered to hide her face and try to leave the place in a low-key manner. Instead, she made a beeline for the source of the sound with a vicious gleam in her eyes.
“…” Ji Ziming’s eyebrows knitted together, as cold light shone through his eyes.
“Ha ha ha ha! She actually treated you as a male host! That’s very funny!” Mu Heng whooped.
No wonder that woman looks so familiar. Turns out she’s wearing the dress I’ve chosen personally.
Now he finally understood why his good friend had such an unsatisfied expression. That woman must be too fiery! Ha ha ha!
“…You know her?” Ji Ziming asked with furrowed brows, resisting the urge to shake off Mu Heng and just walk away.
“Nope! But I met her when I came just now.” Mu Heng grinned as he stared at Ji Ziming. “Tsk! That gal is very fiery, indeed. Ji Ziming, I never knew that you have such a strong taste—”
“Go away!” Ji Ziming felt disappointment at Mu Heng’s reply, yet he was unaware of this.
Damn woman, don’t let me see you ever again!