trap rose

Hearing Liang Yu's voice, Pei Zhiyao was subconsciously nervous for a moment.

A thin layer of cold sweat broke out in the palms of his hands.

"I know you are very resistant to me, but I really have something to say to you. Can you give me a chance?"

Pei Zhiyao didn't answer, so Liang Yu kept repeating that sentence as if he was thinking about it.

The assistants around him looked at each other, already having many things to say.

As soon as Pei Zhiyao leaves, there will be a lot of excitement in this office.

"I know I was too impulsive that day and didn't consider your feelings, which also made you feel uncomfortable. I'm sorry, but I won't do it again in the future."

"As long as you agree, I will definitely stay by your side. Give me another chance, okay?"

Facing Liang Yu's pleading, Pei Zhiyao's brows furrowed even more tightly.

If she keeps talking, she might say something outrageous.

Something that cannot be heard by others.

Pei Zhiyao took a deep breath and quickly interrupted Liang Yu.

"I understand. You set a time and I will go find you."

Liang Yu was ecstatic, his expression revealing excitement and gratitude.

Pei Qingqing next to him gave Liang Yu a tug, which made him calm down for a while.

"Don't get too excited and talk about business."

Liang Yu nodded and quickly agreed on a time.

"Then I'll wait for you at the old place at one o'clock this afternoon."

Pei Zhiyao breathed a sigh of relief.

The moment he hung up the phone, the man felt relieved.

He didn't want to have anything to do with Liang Yu.

If Liang Yu hadn't been speaking out loud on the phone, which affected Pei Zhiyao's work, he would definitely not have agreed.

"Boss Pei."

Xiao Chen stepped forward and observed Pei Zhiyao's expression.

Seeing that the other party stopped talking, Xiao Chen asked cautiously, "Mr. Pei, you have an online meeting at two o'clock in the afternoon. Should I cancel it now?"

He rubbed his sore temples, not sure how long he and Liang Yu would be entangled.

But he couldn't delay at work.

After weighing the situation, the man changed the time.

"Then 02:30, half an hour later."

Pei Zhiyao stood up and walked to the cubicle minding his own business.

"Prepare a set of clothes for me. I'll leave the work here to you. I'll be back after 02:30." The office went from hustle and bustle to silence, and silence to hustle and bustle.

After Pei Zhiyao left, this group of people became completely excited.

The screams were endless.

"What did I just hear?"

Some people find it incredible and are particularly interested in Pei Zhiyao's private life.

"The voice of the person who called Mr. Pei is so familiar, as if he has heard it somewhere before!"

His colleague slapped him in the face, the hint of gossip already appearing on his face.

"Hey, isn't this Miss Liang Yu? She came to the company to show off a few days ago. She thought they had a good relationship. Unexpectedly, she turned out to be someone ignored by Mr. Pei."

The crowd mourned.

After all, due to Liang Yu's excessive lies, everyone thought that she had a close relationship with Pei Zhiyao.

But this phone call was enough to expose all Liang Yu's lies.

"I will never trust this kind of woman from now on. It turns out she was all pretending. I thought Mr. Pei really had a destined person."

"Mr. Pei comes and goes in a hurry, passing through thousands of flowers without a leaf touching his body. How can he settle on a person so easily?"

These words really describe Pei Zhiyao well.

Liang Yu was the victim in this dispute, and Wen Mian was the beneficiary.

"Qingqing, what should I do?"

Ever since he hung up the phone, Liang Yu felt extremely nervous.

She tugged at the corner of Pei Qingqing's clothes, her look of help evident in her eyes.

It was obvious that Liang Yu was afraid that he would say the wrong thing, and that Pei Zhiyao would never pay attention to him again in anger.

She used to be a very chic person, but now she was completely manipulated by Pei Zhiyao.

All emotions change according to Pei Zhiyao's mood and actions.

"Just chat with my brother normally."

Pei Qingqing's comfort was absent-minded.

She was worried about Pei Zhiyao's reaction when he arrived.

I am even more afraid that this matter will implicate myself.

"Can you go with me?"

Pei Qingqing pointed at herself, with a look of disbelief on her face.

"Would it be too embarrassing if I were there?"