As soon as he took half a mouthful of water, Qin Hezhou asked his first question.
"Do you know her?"
"Cough, cough, cough!" Qiao Yue almost choked on the saliva and it took her a long time to speak. "Are you talking about Sister Zhiyu?"
Qin Hezhou's eyes agreed.
"I've been following her since my internship at university, so I should know her well." She answered nervously, not daring to look up and meet his gaze while she spoke.
Since I can't see the facial expression, I can only listen to the other person's breathing and other sounds to discern their emotions.
Qin Hezhou's breathing slowly relaxed from its original stagnation.
Then, his voice rang out again, with a hint of humility asking for advice: "Then do you know..."
"Um?"
"If someone makes her angry, what should she do?" Qin Hezhou paused, as if choosing his words, and finally uttered two words: "Beg for mercy?"
He wanted to beg Pei Zhiyu for mercy.
The president of Qin Group wants to beg Pei Zhiyu for mercy? !
Qiao Yue was surprised.
She was still a domineering CEO of this level. Even if she really got into a relationship and made the other person angry, she should have taken coercive measures or waited for the other person to beg her...
Seeing that she didn't answer, Qin Hezhou became a little impatient: "Are you listening?"
"Yes, I heard it!" Qiao Yue became nervous and began to tidy up the hair around her ears uncontrollably.
Qin Hezhou saw this little action clearly.
She was completely unaware, coughed twice, and her eyes were a little vague, like a robot waiting for instructions.
After a moment, he continued, "Well, it actually depends on why you made her angry. If it's—"
"I lied to her." Qin Hezhou answered quickly: "I lied to her and didn't tell her my true identity at the beginning."
“…” Qiao Yue was choked.
Now it was her turn to speak, but she pursed her lips tightly, her eyes were even more vague than before, one hand tapped her ears, and the other hand repeatedly clicked her fingertips.
Qin Hezhou clasped his hands together, leaning forward slightly, a sense of oppression coming over him. "Are you waiting for someone to teach you how to speak?"
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