Chapter 70 I hate you—I love you!

I hate you!

Hearing Duan Jinchi's words, Song Yinxi slightly raised the corners of her lips and replied in a light tone, "Oh, I hate you too."

"..."

There was a brief silence on Duan Jinchi's end. "Wrong, wrong, say it again, I—"

"beep--"

Song Yinxi hung up the phone immediately.

Who wants to listen to him?

I'm not listening, you're just spouting nonsense!

On the other end of the phone, Duan Jinchi listened to the busy tone of the call being disconnected, and his expression changed several times in an instant.

calm.

calm.

It must not be fluffy.

If you get angry, you've fallen into her trap.

Duan Jinchi: I hate you.

The next day, Song Yinxi received another message from him.

She narrowed her eyes and replied with an "Oh".

How novel, when did it become his turn to hate her?

Late on the third night, the villa was completely silent.

After Song Yinxi finished showering, she picked up her phone, and the screen lit up—Duan Jinchi had sent another message: I hate you.

Tsk tsk.

Was Duan Jinchi bored and came here to have some fun?

Duan Jinchi: I hate you!

In the bright and spacious office, Song Yinxi looked at the message that arrived as punctually as a "greeting," but too lazy to reply, she casually put her phone aside and continued listening to her subordinates' work reports.

Duan Jinchi: I hate you!

here we go again?

This is never going to end, is it?

Hate me if you want, whatever.

Duan Jinchi: I hate you.

Song Yinxi was speechless; this had been going on for a week.

Is Duan Jinchi sick?

Are you addicted to checking in here?

She made a phone call, leaning back lazily in her chair, and asked, "What exactly do you want?"

"hate you!"

"I know, it's not like we just met. Is Mr. Duan that free?" Song Yinxi said lazily.

"Do you have other sex partners? Why don't you contact me!"

oh.

So that's what it was about.

Is it really necessary?

"You have to understand me, my dad's been really strict with me lately. Last time I didn't go home, Xin-jie had to cover for me with a lie." Song Yinxi acted like a drama queen, her tone aggrieved.

"Not even during the day?"

"Baby, I miss you so much..."

"Miss me? Don't you hate me?" Song Yinxi chuckled lightly. "You're checking in with me every day, afraid I'll forget you, aren't you, President Duan?"

"Could you please stop calling me President Duan..."

"Sure."

Duan Jinchi's heart stirred, and he felt a faint sense of anticipation.

What will she call me? Husband? Like before?

"You jerk! Don't get in my way of my career, or I'll block you!"

After finishing her sentence, Song Yinxi hung up the phone decisively.

This is the feeling, awesome!

On the other side, Duan Jinchi stood frozen in place.

It took him a while to come to his senses. He cursed under his breath, "Damn it!"

He strongly suspected that Song Yinxi was playing him.

What I said last time was just to tease him.

That night, she only had physical needs.

And he just happened to be there.

I'm so angry!

Ahhhhhh—

Duan Jinchi slammed his phone heavily onto the table.

The next day, Song Yinxi's phone rang again.

This time it's not "I hate you", but—

Duan Jinchi: I hate you.

I hate you~

Hehehe.

Song Yinxi replied: "Likewise, I hate you even more."

Come on, who's afraid of who?

She's never lost a verbal battle.

Duan Jinchi: I love you.

Song Yinxi stared at the screen, thinking: Did Duan Jinchi think she would retort with "I love you more"?

She's not stupid.

Song Yinxi casually sent him a picture of a "pillow".

Go find a place to sleep; you can have anything in your dreams.

Just imagining Duan Jinchi's irritable state at this moment made her smile.

Sure enough, Duan Jinchi was staring intently at his phone screen in the office.

"What's the meaning?"

"Song Yinxi, what do you mean?"

"Is it implying that I'm only fit to dream? Or is it saying we'll meet in my dreams tonight?"

"Aaaaaaahh ...