Alcohol is never a good thing, so she advised, "Don't drink anymore, okay?"
Lin Congzhi seized the opportunity to ask in return, "Do you know why I drink?"
Jiang Yimei knew it was because of her, but she didn't want to get involved. Feeling guilty, she replied somewhat domineeringly, "I... I don't care why, just don't drink anymore."
With a smile, Lin Congzhi shamelessly asked, "If you agree to marry me, I won't drink anymore."
Seeing this arrogant and domineering attitude, Jiang Yimei felt disgusted: "Lin Congzhi, don't push your luck."
Lin Congzhi threatened willfully, "Then I'll drink it."
Jiang Yimei also gave up and said, "Then you can drink it. Anyway, I'll never come to save you again."
Returning to this matter, Lin Congzhi became curious, staring intently at Jiang Yimei with a smile: "Girl, why are you afraid of me threatening suicide?"
When asked this question, Jiang Yimei suddenly panicked: "I...I don't want the company to lose a key figure."
The girl's shifty eyes had already betrayed her. Lin Congzhi gazed at her, a smile playing on his lips, and asked, "Is that really so?"
Jiang Yimei said firmly, "It's the real deal."
If the girl didn't want to admit something, no matter how much he asked, he wouldn't get any answers. So he quickly changed the subject: "This should be my room, right? How did you find this place?"
The bastard didn't press the matter, so he managed to escape a disaster.
Relieved, Jiang Yimei composed herself and replied sternly, "This is all thanks to your trusted confidants; otherwise, no one could have saved you."
"A trusted confidant?" Lin Congzhi frowned and thought for a moment. "Are you talking about Gao Jiakai?"
Jiang Yimei answered, just as she had hoped, "It's that kid."
Lin Congzhi muttered to himself, somewhat dissatisfied: "This kid is unreliable. Didn't I tell him not to reveal his identity so easily?"
Jiang Yimei couldn't stand it anymore: "How dare you blame him? He's your savior."
Lin Congzhi immediately snapped out of his daze, meeting Jiang Yimei's angry gaze with tender affection: "Really? Shouldn't that person be Jiang Yimei, President Jiang, sitting next to me, speaking sternly to me?"
Jiang Yimei said sternly, "It wasn't me, it was Gao Jiakai!"
That exasperated look of his makes it obvious he's lying.
Women care about their image, especially those who want to hide their true feelings, so Lin Congzhi wisely brushed it off and didn't argue with her: "Yes, yes, yes, it's that kid."
He knew that arguing would only lead to a fight.
He didn't want to drive her away, since she had finally made it here.
However, the girl didn't want to admit it directly, so he would subtly try to get her to reveal her true colors: "But why is President Jiang's eyes filled with tears?"
The girl's eyes are too obvious now; anyone can tell she's been crying. There must be a reason for this, and he wants to know the answer.
Jiang Yimei solemnly retorted, "I just got sand in my eye."
Lin Congzhi pretended to understand: "Oh! So it's because sand got in."
But inwardly, she was mocking him, because too many things had betrayed Jiang Yimei.
The next moment, he gave a very convincing example: "What about my hands?"
Jiang Yimei then realized that she had been holding Lin Congzhi's hand the whole time and had never let go.
The next moment, she reflexively shook off Lin Congzhi's hand, treating it as if it were trash, without any regard for his feelings.
"Ouch, it hurts so much!" Lin Congzhi cried out in pain.
He had a needle in his hand, and when Jiang Yimei threw it so hard, it almost pierced his hand, causing him great pain.
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