Just as Zhan Jingting was about to speak, he suddenly noticed out of the corner of his eye that there was a camera filming them not far away.

The man's gaze deepened, and he suddenly kissed the girl's lips.

Qiao Wanwan belatedly came to her senses, "...What are you doing?"

"Thank you for catching me just now."

"You don't need to thank me at all."

"I must thank you."

Qiao Wanwan's face flushed again. "Are we still getting in the car?"

"superior."

The two got into the car, and the driver quickly drove away from the underground parking lot.

......

Qiao Wanwan was in a good mood, but she never liked owing others, so after returning to the villa, she immediately took out paper and pen, wrote an IOU, and then knocked on the door of the study.

"Come in." A low, cold male voice came from inside.

Qiao Wanwan was taken aback. Was Zhan Jingting usually this cold?

He acted like he'd never seen a woman before in eight lifetimes in front of her!

Qiao Wanwan opened the door and went in, seeing the man sitting behind his desk flipping through documents.

"Zhan Jingting, are you busy?"

"I'm not busy." The man looked up at her. "Did you need something?"

"Hmm." Qiao Wanwan placed the IOU in front of him. "You paid for those things today to help me vent my anger, and I'm very grateful to you, but no matter what, I can't let you spend money."

"I'd like to ask you to sell those auction items. I'll cover any losses. I haven't written the amount on this IOU yet; you can fill it in later, and I'll pay you back."

As soon as he finished speaking, the man's handsome face instantly darkened, and the temperature in the study seemed to drop several degrees.

Zhan Jingting grabbed her wrist and pulled hard, causing Qiao Wanwan to lose her balance and fall directly into his arms...