After looking around and finding the sofa, she walked over and sat down.
Before his butt even touched the sofa, that annoying guy Lin Congzhi spoke again in that condescending, cold tone, without a smile: "Did I tell you to sit down?"
Jiang Yimei sprang up abruptly, like a startled groundhog, and roared hoarsely, "Lin Congzhi, don't go too far!"
Lin Congzhi remained calm and continued flipping through the documents, saying casually, "If you continue with this attitude and keep shouting, I'm afraid I won't finish reading this document by midnight tonight."
Jiang Yimei, who wanted to get out of trouble as soon as possible, chose to swallow her anger and stand obediently after hearing this.
His mouth and complexion were not pleasant; his fiery eyes were always fixed in one direction, as if he wanted to burn the person in front of him to ashes.
Once the prey becomes docile, the unease and dissatisfaction in one's heart also disappear.
In high spirits, Lin Congzhi noticed Jiang Yimei's discomfort and hunger, and said with a hint of pity, "Sit down, there's fruit on the coffee table, please help yourself."
"I don't want to eat your food, you vicious wolf!"
Jiang Yimei was stubborn, puffing out her cheeks and crossing her arms; she also turned her head away, not wanting to see Lin Congzhi, that annoying guy, again.
However, some things are beyond her control.
For example, her stomach. As soon as she finished speaking, her stomach started growling loudly.
Lin Congzhi seemed to have found a weapon to retaliate, and said with feigned arrogance, "The sound of hunger is also a kind of noise."
Jiang Yimei was furious and really wanted to kick Lin Congzhi's legs off.
Staring at the tempting fruit on the coffee table, she hesitated between eating it and not eating it.
Ultimately, she couldn't resist her stomach and sat down without ceremony, constantly comforting herself: Anyway, he owes me a favor, so it's only right that I eat a few pieces of his fruit.
She took a clean toothpick from the small toothpick pouch next to the fruit plate and ate a piece of fruit.
That's right, the fruit on the fruit platter was already cut up and it was a mixed platter with a variety of fruits, including her favorite strawberries.
The fruit was very fresh; I don't know if Lin Congzhi ordered it from outside or cut it himself.
On second thought, she immediately rejected the previous guess.
Because she used to cut fruit for Lin Congzhi, how could Lin Congzhi, that lazybones, possibly cut such things or arrange such a pleasing fruit platter?
Seeing Jiang Yimei's pink lips chewing food like a rabbit, Lin Congzhi, who had been meticulously reviewing documents, revealed a long-lost smile.
The girl is still the same girl she always was; she has never changed.
The smile was fleeting, gone in an instant. Jiang Yimei, who failed to capture this beautiful moment, could only pitifully remember Lin Congzhi's disgusting face.
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"Tick-tock! Tick-tock!"
Ten minutes passed in the blink of an eye. Jiang Yimei, whose stomach was full, glanced at her phone and immediately reminded her, "Time's up. You can process my letter of self-criticism and weekly report now."
Lin Congzhi ignored her words and said to himself, "While you were waiting, I read your self-criticism and weekly report."
Jiang Yimei felt like she was being played again, but for some reason, she felt a little relieved this time, probably because it saved her a lot of boring waiting time.
She didn't want to delve too deeply; she just wanted to ask, "Is there a problem?"
"Everything is fine, there are no problems," Lin Congzhi replied calmly.
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