Although it wasn't much of a situation, Dongfang Ling still felt secretly delighted when she heard it.
"Otherwise, I might as well come work here."
"No."
Dongfang Ling lifted her head in surprise, looking at him incredulously. What was wrong with this man? She was just joking, was he taking it seriously?
"I don't want you to work here. If you want to get a job, find something more relaxing. Most importantly, there shouldn't be too much scheming and backstabbing."
"Do you think I can't handle it? That I'd leave after just a few days?"
"You're wrong. I just don't want you to live in that kind of place."
He alone was enough.
Dongfang Ling looked at him, particularly moved. He always did this sort of thing—though it was meant well, it left her utterly speechless.
However, who else understood him like she did, aware that he was looking out for her best interest?
"If you keep looking at me like that, I guarantee I'll kiss you right here."
