Jiang Yimei didn't leave the company, but rushed into the restroom because she wanted to spit out the saliva Lin Congzhi had been holding in.

"puff!"

A mouthful of water mixed with saliva was spat out.

She licked her mouth, but still tasted Lin Congzhi's saliva. She then rinsed her mouth again to remove the "foreign object".

"Pfft! Pfft! Pfft..."

No less than thirty times, I almost stuck my tongue out.

Nevertheless, she still tasted Lin Congzhi's saliva in her mouth, and couldn't help but feel nauseous.

No, she felt she needed to use some "external" means to cure it, so she walked out of the restroom and headed towards the office door.

Just as she entered the office, she caught a glimpse of a bottle of chewing gum on a colleague's desk out of the corner of her eye.

Without much formality, she rushed forward, picked up the bottle of chewing gum, and while eagerly opening the cap and pouring out the gum, said in a fairly polite manner, "May I borrow a few to try?"

The employee's lips twitched, thinking to himself: Now you're a secretary, even higher in rank than the old witch. I'd give you anything, not just lend you the money.

Without saying anything, he continued to bury himself in his work.

After eating a few and chewing them, the taste in my mouth was somewhat relieved.

However, she had grown to loathe Lin Congzhi and no longer wanted to stay there.

Then she went back into the office, ready to grab her bag and leave.

"Snap!"

She opened the door and went straight in, not even bothering to close it.

Perhaps it was out of anger, or perhaps it was to restrain Lin Congzhi and prevent him from acting recklessly again.

Lin Congzhi was already dressed impeccably and sitting in his office chair, looking extremely upright, as if he had never committed any beastly acts.

He didn't say a word when she came in.

This unusual phenomenon surprised Jiang Yimei, but she didn't want to pay attention to it, as long as Lin Congzhi didn't stop her from leaving.

After successfully getting the bag, she breathed a sigh of relief and left without hesitation.

As she reached the door, Lin Congzhi, who had been sitting upright, suddenly said with a serious expression, "Close the door!"

Jiang Yimei was truly exasperated by this person. Just a moment ago, he was so enthusiastic that she didn't want to let go, but now he was coldly keeping her at arm's length.

She really didn't want to see this devil again, so she pulled him away quickly.

"Bang!"

When they saw "Secretary Jiang" flee in a panic, the colleagues in the outer office were all dumbfounded.

What exactly happened in those short half hour? Why was there a cry for help coming from the office? Why did "Secretary Jiang" rush out with a gloomy face and a look of anger? Why did "Secretary Jiang" go to the restroom? Why did "Secretary Jiang" angrily grab her bag and leave?

Could it be...?

They dared not think about it anymore; it felt too incredible.

How could Manager Lin, who seems to live a life untouched by worldly concerns, be so hungry?

...

Standing in the elevator, recalling the forceful kiss and bear hug in the office, Jiang Yimei felt her eyes welling up with tears.

She didn't know why, but she really disliked the feeling of being forced.

Her phone rang as the elevator descended.

The caller was Lin Congzhi.

The guy calling her at this time can't be anything good.

She hung up the phone without thinking.

"Beep beep!"

The phone rang again, vibrating so loudly that my fingertips went numb.

Jiang Yimei was as decisive as ever, hanging up the phone without giving Lin Congzhi any face.

The next second, the phone rang again, which was extremely annoying.

Jiang Yimei wanted to just turn off her phone, but in order to break things off with Lin Congzhi as soon as possible, she swiped to answer the call and prepared to make things clear.