"Hey... Hey you deadbeat!"
He Yimeng, flustered and exasperated, picked up a document folder and hit him: "Can't you stand not taking advantage of people?"
"Just kidding. Don't hit me. Two lonely people flirting in a small elevator, it's so ambiguous!!"
"Who aren't you ambiguous with? You're like someone with borderline personality disorder, flirting everywhere with girls, and now you finally feel embarrassed?"
"Ding~"
When the elevator reached the fifth floor, the two finally quieted down and walked out, but both stood at the entrance with tacit understanding.
"I'm going to the training department; there's an educational internship project to handle." He Yimeng glanced at an office in the distance: "And you?"
"The academic office, applying for early graduation."
With that, He Yimeng frowned slightly, scrutinized him for a moment, pursed her lips, and said: "Lunch together, talk more?"
Trying to have a simple physical collision with me?
