Chapter 4

She shouted angrily, "Please take me to report!"

She tiptoed up and screamed, shouting in his ear. However, she couldn't stand still for a moment, lost her center of gravity, and fell into his sturdy chest, surrounded by his own scent. His scent, a faint mint fragrance, was something she had always liked.

She was stunned and slightly lost in thought.

When she regained her senses, she found him bowing his head close to her ear and saying in a low voice, "Neil speaks, willing to serve."

His tone was ambiguous, and as soon as he finished speaking, he deliberately rubbed his thin lips against her earlobes. She felt like she was electrocuted, her body tightly coiled in a ball, and her little hands instinctively clenched into fists.

She inadvertently showed a nervous expression, which caught the attention of others and had a deeper meaning.

The bastard was intentional.

He was teasing her, knowing that what she couldn't stand the most was him. He came back and just as she was about to counterattack, he took her out of his arms. With proud hands in his pockets, he walked forward without looking at anyone and said, "Follow me."

"..."

Ambiguity is like fireworks blooming in an instant.

The attitude between the first second and the second is vastly different.

Niel stood there in a daze, unable to react for a long time.

Charlotte's jealous eyes turned red. She was the first person to come into close contact with Mr. Willian.

The key is still that Mr. Willian took the initiative. Who is she?

Curiosity was stirring up, and she gave a glance and asked the girl next to her to come forward and question. As she watched William's figure move further and further away, before Niel could react and catch up, he paused and said coldly, "Do you want to die?"

Charlotte's smug smile at the corner of her lips had not yet settled.

William's harsh words frightened her, causing her to lower her eyes and not dare to take a glance at him.

His temper, she knew very well that making small moves under his nose was equivalent to seeking death.

Niel regained her composure and looked at Charlotte's pretentious demeanor, disdainfully sneering, "What kind of pretense?"

Want to teach her a lesson?

Does she have that qualification?

Neil is angry. If it weren't for William, this bastard, why would she have experienced such a troublesome thing early in the morning?

She walked up to him with a stern face and swaggered, glaring at him fiercely. The Yin Yang monster said, "You have no use for it anymore."

She deliberately turned back to look at Charlotte, the meaning was very obvious, she didn't want to be beaten yet!

As soon as she finished speaking, she hit his shoulder and walked straight forward.

William cooperated with her performance and took a step back to the side, holding onto the position where he had been bumped into. "Neil, at least knock out this young master, double the number of months!"

Double and double...

Fuck the double!

"You're dreaming!"

She didn't want to listen to him speak, so she made a face at him and ran away with her suitcase.

"Can you run away?"

Hehe.

William curled his lips and smiled, with a deep meaning flashing between his eyebrows.

Charlotte gathered the courage to come forward and explain, "Senior, I don't know..."

"Do you have the right to speak here?"

He interrupted her with a sneer, scanning her eyes and flashing a look of disgust: "You may not be able to hold the position of Vice President!"

"I..."

She looked fearful upon hearing the words.

Isn't it just that he couldn't be polite to Neil? Is he treating her like this?