Note the sweet scale

Chapter 181 If It Wasn't For Loving You (1)

Who is the tall figure walking out of the cubicle, but Situ Nanke?
cubicle?

Yi Meng quickly glanced around, and her gaze passed over the men's urinal on the wall... Realizing that she was standing in the men's toilet, she felt an instant urge to die.

Seeing Situ Nanke approaching, she just lowered her face in panic, lowered her head and stared at the tip of her shoe.

What if he asked what she was doing upstairs?
Should she tell him that she came to look for that contract? No, if he knew, he would throw her out of the window directly.

Then what did she say, did the ventilation in the high-rise toilets stink...

There were soft footsteps, and the black leather shoes slowly approached her. Every soft sound seemed to hit her heart. Looking at the pair of leather shoes that stopped less than [-] centimeters from her toes, Yimeng subconsciously swallowed hard.

"Mr. President, I..."

"Step aside."

"Ah?!" This dialogue was completely unexpected to her. She raised her face and looked at Situ Nanke quietly, "You...what did you say?"

"Step aside."

Situ Nanke repeated without tone or expression.

Let... get out of the way? !
Let what open, let where open? !
Every time she was in front of Situ Nanke, her brain would short-circuit.

Yi Meng stood there in a daze for a few seconds before realizing that she blocked the door.

She hurriedly moved two steps to the side to make room for the door.

The man's hand reached over, grabbed the door handle, opened the door, and walked out.

This... this is leaving? !

Sure enough, even if she appeared in the men's room so abruptly, he wouldn't pay her a word, and only said "get out of the way" because she blocked his way.

Her chest was suddenly filled with a strange emotion, she only felt tightness in her chest, almost out of breath.

The door, close it slowly.

Seeing that Situ Nanke's figure was about to disappear outside the door, Yi Meng finally couldn't bear it and called out urgently.

"Situ Nanke!"

The man stopped, turned around, and looked at her.

"what's up?"

"that……"

Yi Meng pinched the hem of her clothes, so nervous that she didn't know how to speak, if this guy knew that she had lost the contract, he would definitely kill her, right?
Footsteps sounded, and the man came back and walked up to her again.

"Say!"

"I... I just want to tell you..." The two stood so close that she could even smell his faint scent. Yi Meng became more and more nervous, stammering and daring to speak, seeing the man raise his right hand , she finally said the following, "You... didn't wash your hands!"

Damn girl!
Situ Nanke's raised palms stopped in the air, closed into fists, and clenched.

Gritting his teeth, suppressing the urge to chew her into pieces, he turned around and walked to the sink, turned on the tap, and washed his hands seriously.

Taking out a tissue to wipe his fingers, he turned around and looked at Yi Meng who was about to tear the corner of his clothes.

"looking for me?"

"No, I... I didn't come to look for you, I..."

"You didn't come to see me. What are you doing in the men's room on the 52nd floor? Are you here to go to the toilet?"

"The toilets on the high floors... don't smell bad, and the scenery is good. Isn't there a poem that says, if you want to see a thousand miles, you can go to a higher level... The air on the upper floors is good, there is no smog..."

"To shut up!"

Situ Nanke roared angrily.

"Actually..." Yi Meng gritted her teeth and mustered up her courage, "I... I came to look for a contract, and I... lost that contract."

No matter, just die!

(End of this chapter)