Chapter 228: Shouldn’t you give me an explanation for what happened that night?
In the conference room, Shang Wufang glanced at Song Ling.
Song Ling looked at the information in her hand intently, marking it with a pen from time to time.
Ever since that night, Song Ling avoided him intentionally or unintentionally. Even if their eyes met in the company, she would quickly look away.
Just as she said, the person that night happened to be him, and she had no intention of getting entangled with him.
He had been observing her for several days. After Song Ling came back, she seemed fine and turned back into the serious and domineering agent Sister Ling.
She only has work in her eyes, nothing else.
That night was her first time. Didn't she have any other thoughts? At least she wanted to make a fortune from him.
But she didn't.
What a strange woman.
He looked at Song Ling's little face hidden under the black-framed glasses and felt inexplicably angry.
Song Ling was the first woman who dared to sleep with him and then ignore him like this.
Then, under the influence of anger, he lost his rationality for once.
After the meeting, he called out to Song Ling: "Song Ling, stay. Everyone else, get out."
Everyone thought Shang Wufang was talking to Song Ling about work and didn't think much about it.
Song Ling frowned slightly.
She and Shang Wufang were the only ones left in the conference room.
The man leaned lazily in his chair, turning a pen in his hand and looking at her sideways.
He didn't say anything, just looked at her.
Song Ling felt uncomfortable when he looked at her.
She wanted to leave quickly, so she asked, "Boss Shang, what instructions do you have for me to stay?"
Shang Wufang: "You don't know?"
Song Ling: "I don't know."
"Song Ling, shouldn't you give me an explanation for what happened that night?"
Song Ling's face turned red in an instant.
As for that night, she thought that if she didn't mention it, Shang Wufang wouldn't mention it.
They treated that night as an accident and continued to be in a superior-subordinate relationship.
But she didn't expect Shang Wufang to bring it up, he brought it up on his own initiative.
What does he mean?
Song Ling was a little confused.
If she didn't mention it, he wouldn't have to take responsibility, so shouldn't he be secretly happy? Why did she bring it up?
In a panic, she chose to play dumb: "Boss Shang, I don't know what you are talking about."
Shang Wufang laughed angrily.
This woman is still pretending to be confused.
"Then let me help you recall the past?"
While he was talking, Shang Wufang had already walked in front of Song Ling, and placed his slender fingers on her chest. With a flick of his fingers, a button on her shirt opened, and his fingers moved down again...
Song Ling jumped up in shock, hid five meters away from Shang Wufang, and quickly buttoned her clothes.
"Boss Shang, what are you doing?"
Shang Wufang was nonchalant, putting one hand into his suit trousers.
"I'm helping you recall. Don't you remember? You pushed me onto the bed that night, sat on me, unbuttoned my buttons, and took off my clothes just like you did just now."
Song Ling closed her eyes, and when she opened them again she asked, "I remember. You don't have to help me remember."
Shang Wufang smiled: "So you remember. So, do you have anything to explain to me about that night?"
Song Ling: "Boss Shang, you haven't suffered any loss, so stop harping on it."
Shang Wufang: “…”
"Which eye of yours saw me grabbing you?"
"No? Then why do you want me to explain? What's there to explain? It's just a nap. I'm a woman and I don't mind. How can Mr. Shang, a man who has been with many women, mind?"
Shang Wufang: "What do you mean? Are you implying that I'm unfaithful?"
Song Ling: "I didn't."
"That's what you just meant."
"I really don't."
"Then what do you mean by me living among thousands of flowers?"
Song Ling: “…”
She was speechless for a moment, then said with a straight face, "Anyway, let's just forget about that night. It's nothing. I'm leaving now."
She said and walked towards the door.
"Come back here!"
Shang Wufang roared.
Song Ling stopped helplessly and turned to look at him: "Mr. Shang, is there anything else?"
Shang Wufang thought for a long time and asked, "Have you taken the morning-after pill? Are you trying to force me to marry you by having a child?"
Song Ling glanced at him and said calmly, "Don't worry, I've eaten."
Shang Wufang: “…”
Song Ling: "Anything else?"
Shang Wufang said angrily: "Go away, go away, don't show up in front of me unless you have nothing to do."
Song Ling: "Okay."
With a bang, the door closed.
Shang Wufang almost went berserk.
How come he doesn’t know that Song Ling is so irritating?
She seduced him and acted so confidently.
But what exactly is he going to do?
After calming down, Shang Wufang was speechless about his actions just now.
Song Ling took the elevator directly down to the underground garage, got into the car, leaned back in the chair, and exhaled.
After calming down for a while in the car, she received a call from an artist assistant who said that there was a difficult problem over there and she needed to go and solve it personally.
So she drove there.
On the way, her phone rang again and she picked it up without even looking at it.
"Hey, Xiao Min, I'll be there soon."
"Song Ling, it's me, Yan Lixin."
"Brother Yan, it's you."
"Well, I'm back home. Do you have time to meet?"
"Sure, tomorrow night. I'll send you the address later."
"Okay, see you tomorrow."
"See you tomorrow."
…
After dinner, Qiao Bei took Qiao Doudou for a walk when Shang Wufang's car drove in.
She walked over and greeted him: "Third brother is back."
Shang Wufang's face looked unhappy. He responded and walked towards the villa.
Qiao Bei was confused.
What's going on?
…
The next day, after finishing her work, Song Ling went to meet Yan Lixin.
Yan Lixin was a year older than her. They joined the same club at the time and became familiar with each other after a few interactions.
After graduation, Yan Lixin went abroad to continue his studies. Later I heard that he stayed in a foreign company.
As she walked into the restaurant, she looked up and saw a tall figure standing up and waving at her.
She walked over with a smile: "Senior Brother Yan."
"Song Ling, you've become more beautiful."
"No, it's still the same as always. Senior Brother Yan really knows how to tease people."
"I'm sincere. Please take a seat."
"Um."
Song Ling sat down.
Yan Lixin handed her the menu and asked, "What would you like to eat?"
Song Ling took it and quickly ordered the meal, then handed the menu to Yan Lixin: "Brother Yan, please take a look at what else you want to order."
Yan Lixin took over: "Song Ling, you have changed."
Song Ling smiled and said, "Everyone changes. Senior Brother Yan has changed too. He has become more mature and more masculine."
Yan Lixin laughed heartily: "As expected of Bofang Media's top agent, he speaks with such precision."
Song Ling: "I've practiced it."
Yan Lixin was filled with emotion.
At the beginning, Song Ling was a very shy girl, and she spoke in a soft and gentle voice.
Now he is decisive and efficient, and his words and actions are decisive and decisive, and his speech is confident and calm.
Song Ling is more charming like this, and people can't help but be attracted to her.
"Mr. Shang, what's wrong?"
Shang Wufang retracted his gaze and said, "Nothing."
"Let's go, they're in the box over there."
"good."
Shang Wufang turned his head and looked at Song Ling again, then walked away.
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