The water in the faucet was running, and Ji Xing rubbed her hands desperately. As the saying goes, a thief is guilty, her heart was beating like a drum, and her legs were shaking.
She hoped that Han Ting had just arrived, she prayed.
She never expected that she would be so unlucky, and was caught red-handed for the first time doing something bad. Although strictly speaking, this was not the first time.
She took a tissue to wipe her hands, and looked in the mirror and found that her cheeks were red with nervousness. She crumpled the tissue into a ball and threw it into the trash can, and walked out with a nervous heart. Just after turning the corner, Han Ting stood in the corridor with his hands in his pockets waiting for her.
Ji Xing was like a student caught cheating by the teacher. For some reason, she didn't dare to get close. She stopped far away and looked at him vigilantly.
Han Ting was still his usual appearance, pointing his chin at a security door between the two of them.
She walked over with her head down and pushed the door into the security passage.
The sensor light in the corridor was on.
Han Ting followed her in, holding the heavy door with his hand and slowly closing it.
Ji Xing caught a glimpse of his slow movements, and felt inexplicably uneasy and panicked to the extreme.
Han Ting let go of the door, turned his head to look at her, and said in a pleasant tone: "Who are you having dinner with?"
"Yao...Section Chief Yao, from the Drug Administration." Ji Xing answered, thinking quickly about how much he knew.
"Talking about filing?" He looked at her, his tone calm.
"Yes." Her eyes rolled around, but she forced herself to be calm.
"Did the talk go well?"
"It went pretty well." She entangled her fingers on the corner of her clothes. He shouldn't have heard anything, she thought luckily.
Han Ting nodded and said, "Is my name still useful?"
Ji Xing was shocked: "Ah?"
He narrowed his eyes slightly: "Using my name to swindle. Good experience?"
Ji Xing was greatly stimulated by the word "swindle" and was speechless.
He said, "I thought you were childish and ignorant, but at least you were diligent and smart; I didn't expect that you used your intelligence in the right place and took shortcuts very well."
She had never said that someone could say such harsh words with irony.
She blushed and was ashamed, but she tried to defend herself in vain: "I know we are not friends. But, I didn't say anything. I just said that we know each other and you are my investor. But... you are my investor, isn't that right? I didn't lie..." After all, she was not confident and her voice became smaller and smaller.
Han Ting looked at her for a long time, and suddenly laughed coldly: "Still pretending?"
Ji Xing's face was suddenly hot, as if she was slapped.
"You are good at pretending to be confused. Why do others provide you with convenience? Just because you know me? How many times have you met? Have you an investment relationship? What kind of relationship do they think we have? Don't you really understand? Do you want me to tell you clearly?" Han Ting said, his pupils narrowed, his hand suddenly loosened his tie, and he approached her.
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