"Why are you competing with a desk?"
Pei Ge widened her eyes at the man while feeling baffled.
"I…"
For a moment, Ji Ziming did not know what to say. He stood in front of the woman with narrowed eyes. "If you're not satisfied with this desk, I can get people to change it."
"No need; no need. I'm very satisfied with it."
She hurriedly rejected, her eyes full of mist. Through the mist in her eyes, she could see the man's handsome features and the cold aura he was exuding, yet these could not stop her from nearing him.
"No need?"
His voice had a hint of viciousness which made a shiver run down her spine.
"No need; no need. There's really no need."
She knew that she should not have compared the man to this desk earlier as doing so had dug her a hole to be buried in.
"Are you certain?"
