Devil Master Protects Me

It's really embarrassing.

"President Ji." Fang Mengru gave a clear cry and interrupted him in time. She shrugged her shoulders and said with a frivolous smile: "isn't Ji always chatting up in this way?"

When you see a beautiful woman, you use this way to win sympathy, right? Hearing Ji zhanrui's explanation, Fang Mengru has a fire in her stomach. She somehow thinks of he Xiaoyou, whom she met at the airport. Her eyes turn and her hand reaches into her handbag.

"Mr. Ji, did you drop your handkerchief?" Ji zhanrui's face shows an embarrassed expression. Fang Mengru points to his feet to remind him.

"It's mine, but I remember this one..." Ji zhanrui followed her guidance and looked down. The handkerchief was embroidered with the letter "J" which he was familiar with. He bent down to pick it up and checked it repeatedly in his hand.

Sure enough, it's the handkerchief he left behind. Fang Mengru suddenly gets angry in her heart. Taking advantage of Ji zhanrui's half bent waist, she takes off her high-heeled shoes and smashes them on Ji zhanrui's head. She says, "you bastard!"