But what Wang Dadong said next made that trace of emotion in Ying Mei's heart vanish completely.
"President Ying, I'm kinda sleepy too. How about we sleep together? The bed's huge anyway."
"Go to hell!" Ying Mei chucked a throw pillow at Wang Dadong's head.
"Sister Mei, are you not coming back tonight?" Ying Mei had just finished her shower and was lying comfortably on the bed when she got a call from Li Chen.
In fact, Li Chen had already called several times; she'd only just picked up.
"Yeah, Chen, I have to deal with this until very late. Don't wait for me to come home."
"I'm sorry, Chen. If I accept you, I'll only end up hurting you…" Ying Mei hung up and sighed softly.
As for Wang Dadong, he didn't stay to sleep with Ying Mei, he went over to Han Shasha's place instead.
"Uncle, I've sounded out the station director. His asking price might be more than eight digits." Han Shasha gently stirred the coffee in her cup with a spoon and spoke in a low voice.
