"I think you might have misunderstood something," Fu Jinghen lifted his head from the mountain of documents, his gaze piercingly fixed on Jiang Wei as he shattered the last thread of fantasy in her heart, "In my eyes, you and Wen Qiao have never had any basis for comparison."
Feng Li stood by, hardly containing his excitement.
Wow, he never expected his boss to say something like that.
He really regretted not recording it, or else he could have gone to the Boss Lady to earn some brownie points.
With a long sigh in his heart, Feng Li felt it was such a pity.
Before he even finished his sigh, he heard Jiang Wei persistently saying, "What about Wen Qiao then? Do you compare with Qi Ming in his eyes? Have you never thought about why she changed her attitude towards you? Do you really not care at all that your fiancée is fond of another man?"
The scorn in Jiang Wei's voice echoed in the office, and Feng Li's heart skipped a beat, wishing he could find some tape to seal her mouth.
