In that bastard’s office?

Thinking about that day in the restroom, his hand, moving from her ankle downward...

Just thinking about it, my neck feels red!

"It’s okay, I’ll wait here. It’s all the same."

Fang Zheng thought about how difficult it was to serve the Mayor, and said tactfully, "Miss Yan, I have work to do, it’s not convenient for you to sit here."

Yan Xiaoxi, "..."

She had no excuse left and could only follow Fang Zheng into the Mayor’s office.

In front, there was a dark red solid wood desk, a bookshelf beside it, two fabric sofas opposite, with a small square coffee table in the middle.

There were potted plants placed on both sides of the sofa.

The entire office was very simple but tidy.

Fang Zheng looked at Yan Xiaoxi, "Miss Yan, please sit."

Yan Xiaoxi sat on one of the fabric sofas.

Fang Zheng went to the side and poured her a cup of hot water, placing it on the small coffee table beside the sofa.

Yan Xiaoxi said, "Thank you."

Fang Zheng quickly left.

Yan Xiaoxi held the cup of water and took a sip slowly, observing the desk, suddenly noticing the round target hanging on the door.

She put down the cup and walked over to see that the center of the target was densely covered with holes.

She looked around again, and there were almost none elsewhere.

Does he play darts?

She turned around and saw on the bookshelf...

She couldn’t recognize it for a long time, looking somewhat like a bow, but much smaller.

It looked quite novel, so she walked over, couldn’t help but glance at it a few more times, but didn’t touch it.

After all, it’s not good to mess with someone else’s things when they’re not there. 𝚏𝗿𝗲𝐞𝚠𝕖𝐛𝗻𝗼𝐯𝕖𝚕.𝚌𝗼𝗺

Several books fell into view, their titles were very novel too, prompting her to look a few times.

The books were nice, but somehow didn’t seem to match him.

Hearing footsteps from outside, she panicked and quickly returned to the sofa, sitting down properly.

Moments later, the door was opened.

Instinctively, she looked towards the direction of the door, seeing was a pair of shiny black leather shoes and a pair of impeccably well-tailored trousers.

The cuffs hung down on the shoes, perfectly long, with no trace of creases.

Jin Bo looked at Yan Xiaoxi.

Yan Xiaoxi stood up, "Mayor Jin."

Jin Bo, "Sit."

He walked past the desk with long legs, sitting on the office chair.

Yan Xiaoxi sat there, looking at the man right in front of her, even sitting like this, he towered over her.

Having not heard him speak for a long time, Yan Xiaoxi took a breath and said, "That day..."

Jin Bo signaled, and she did not continue speaking.

Jin Bo leaned back in his office chair, lighting a cigarette, smoking half lying down.

Yan Xiaoxi, "..."

He didn’t call her over just to watch him smoke, did he?

Jin Bo took off his hearing aid, looking at Yan Xiaoxi, "Now say those two sentences again."

Yan Xiaoxi looked at Jin Bo, remembered that day’s events, she couldn’t escape, "Mayor Jin, the incident that day was my fault, I shouldn’t have recorded secretly. Please forgive and forget..."

Seeing Jin Bo sit upright, flicking ash into the ashtray, she stopped speaking.

So he’s not planning to let it go easily?

Then anything she says would be unnecessary!

Thinking of the leader’s instructions, she lowered her voice and added, "Mayor Jin, this was my personal action and has nothing to do with Gangdu Media."

Jin Bo lay on the sofa, continuing to smoke, watching Yan Xiaoxi motionlessly.

Her words entered his ears, word by word, exceptionally clear, like gentle flowing water, pleasant and melodious.

Perhaps it had been a long time since he had heard anyone’s voice, the feeling of hearing it was particularly good.

Yan Xiaoxi sat there, feeling the gaze on her, she looked up and glanced, only to realize the Mayor Jin’s handsome features, those deep, serene eyes, and the clean, piercing gaze were intimidating.