Hearing Liang Yu's voice, Pei Zhiyao instinctively tensed for a moment.
A fine layer of cold sweat broke out in the palm of his hand.
"I know you're very resistant to me, but I really have something to say to you. Can you give me a chance, please?"
Pei Zhiyao did not answer, and Liang Yu kept muttering that same sentence over and over again.
The assistants around him exchanged glances, already having many things they wanted to say.
As soon as Pei Zhiyao walked away, the office was bound to become noisy.
"I know I was too impulsive that day, I didn't consider your feelings, and I made you uncomfortable, sorry, I won't do it again."
"As long as you agree, I will definitely stay by your side obediently. Could you give me another chance, please?"
Facing Liang Yu's earnest pleading, Pei Zhiyao's eyebrows furrowed even tighter.
If she kept going on, who knows what excessive things she might say.
Things that others shouldn't hear.