Song Guanchao took a step back to keep some distance from her.
Qu Xiangru lightly blinked her narrow eyes, seeming a bit surprised by his action.
"I overlooked that."
Qu Xiangru smiled softly and walked toward the door, intending to lock it.
Song Guanchao stopped her, a bit angry: "Don't think of me as some kind of animal."
He was very angry.
As if all he could think about was that stuff in his pants all day long.
Although admittedly, sometimes he did find it hard to control his impulses.
"Aren't you?" Qu Xiangru tilted her head, and her rhetorical question made Song Guanchao even more uncomfortable.
"I'm not that desperate."
He didn't explain much, turning around to leave the office.
He walked into the corridor and called Qin Yuejin, inviting him out for dinner in the evening.
After hanging up, he stood in the corridor, smoking and thinking about Qu Xiangru's actions. All of a sudden, he realized she might have done it on purpose.
To make him think she was easy?
