"Then why don't you sleep in the guest room, and sit next to me and act as a doorkeeper?"
Lawyer Qin spread his hands helplessly: "I want to go back to sleep. It was someone who got drunk and started to go berserk. He grabbed my arm and cried and made noise. He refused to let me leave. He was still muttering something in his mouth—big boss, Mr. President—"
Feng Mengmeng's whole body was cold, and his hair almost exploded!
It's not the first time that she drank too much and likes to sleepwalk and talk in her sleep. Did she do something embarrassing last night while taking advantage of the alcohol
"Me, what else did I say?"
Don't get too excited and tell the story of the six billion yuan, otherwise your mother will find out and skin her alive to make fur!
Qin Kuaijiu looked at her so nervous, a dark light flashed in his eyes, and he quickly regained his composure.
"I didn't hear you crying and howling very clearly. It seemed to say something like 'Long Yutian, I don't want you to be with Cai Jiajia, I want you to be with me' or something, and you said, 'Mr. I like you, do you know—'"
After a pause, accountant Qin approached Feng Mengmeng meaningfully, and asked each word clearly; "Mengmeng, does this count as telling the truth after drinking? Long Yutian is the one who has made you unhappy all this time." Root, you like him, don't you?"
The straightforward question stunned Feng Mengmeng on the bed.
The hands that tightly grasped the quilt were trembling slightly, with a touch of tension and anxiety.
Accountant Qin's words were so sharp that she was at a loss and had nowhere to run.
He repeated her mantra when she was drunk last night, peeling away her closely guarded thoughts layer by layer like a blade, and forced himself to see clearly the feelings she had been afraid to face and chose to escape.
Feng Mengmeng lowered his head, curled his legs, and wrapped his arms around his shoulders, like a child who was at a loss.
"I—I like him, but he likes someone else—"
Accountant Qin raised his eyebrows: "How do you know he likes others? He told you himself?"
Feng Mengmeng shook his head: "No—but, I saw that girl holding his arm with my own eyes, looking very intimate, and he didn't refuse either!"
She thought that when she saw Cai Jiajia and Long Yutian coming out of the office cuddled together, it should be the saddest moment for her.
However, when she dared to admit her feelings for Long Yutian, she realized that the heartache he could give her was much more than she imagined.
Accountant Qin sat by the bed, stretched out his hands and stroked Feng Mengmeng's long hair, like a brother next door, to ease her knots.
"Mengmeng, sometimes what you see with your eyes is not necessarily true. Just like now, if others see us in the same room, will they think we are husband and wife? But we are so simple didn't happen—"
"Like what you said just now, you only saw that girl holding your CEO's wrist, but how would you know that maybe he only regards that girl as his younger sister?"
"Or, some of his actions are deliberately testing you and stimulating you?"
Feng Mengmeng raised her forehead and blinked her eyes in a very ignorant way. She was a little slow in terms of emotions, as clean as a piece of white paper, and now she felt sad.