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Chapter 92 What is our relationship?

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    After the morning meeting, Song Qingman packed her things slowly, and she didn't pack until the people were almost gone.

    Suddenly, a hand came across from the side, pressing down on the folder she was about to pick up.

    Song Qingman was slightly startled, and looked up.

    "Green vine."

    An Xinming looked approving, and called her by name: "You did a good job."

    Since An Xinning joined Hengan, it was the first time he saw her deflated expression.  Song Qingman did it in just a few sentences.

    "You are worthy of being the woman I fancy."

    When An Xinming spoke, he leaned forward slowly, blocking Song Qingman between the table and the chair.

    The two were so close that they could run into each other with only a star's distance away.

    Song Qingman sighed softly, covered her cheeks with her hands involuntarily, and looked around several times shyly.

    "Director An, youdon't, we're still in the company," said while retreating, pulling away from An Xinming: "It's not good to be seen by colleagues."

    An Xinming looked at her seldom shy look, his heart fluttered suddenly, and he couldn't help but clenched her hand tightly.

    "Qingman, what is our relationship? Are you still afraid of being seen?"

    In addition to being the first sister of the sales department, Song Qingman also has the title of "Iceberg Beauty" in the company.

    She is beautiful and capable. There are many men in the company who pursue her, including young talents, but she doesn't like any of them.

    I also tried several times, and returned the flowers in person.

    The more difficult a woman is, the easier it is to arouse a man's desire to conquer, and An Xinming is no exception.

    He called several times to invite her to have dinner, first once or twice, but Song Qingman politely refused.

    But as a nobleman, how could he not be able to deal with an ordinary woman?

    An Xinming waited patiently until the election of a new team leader for the sales department. Even if Song Qingman had the ability to take the position, he deliberately blocked her, and then stepped forward when she was discouraged, and helped her get promoted with his own efforts.

    The next thing was a matter of course, Song Qingman agreed to his dinner invitation, and the two of them also watched a few movies.

    However, it is only limited to this.

    She was more difficult to get hold of than he imagined.

    "What is our relationship?"

    Song Qingman suddenly stared at An Xinming seriously, and asked, "Director An, I want to know the answer too."

    An Xinming subconsciously looked away.

    That's right, Song Qingman said that if you want to develop further with her, you must first give her a title.

    "Qingman, I also have difficulties," An Xinming looked embarrassed: "Give me some time"

    "Director An," Song Qingman interrupted him, "I understand, Director Wen doesn't like me and thinks I'm not qualified to be your girlfriend."

    "No, it's because mom hasn't figured out what you're capable of."

    An Xinming hurriedly said: "Qingman, believe me, after this time, my mother will definitely treat you differently."

    After all, even Ding Hai's career tricks were taken away by An Xinning, and Song Qingman thwarted her as soon as he made a move.

    Not everyone can do this kind of thing.

    "Mom will approve of you, Qingman, I definitely want you to be my girlfriend!"

    Song Qingman burst into a fascinated smile, and raised her hand to gently stroke An Xinming's face twice.

    Sweeping and crisping, her fingers tickled him.

    "Then, Director An, I am waiting for your good news."

    Just as An Xinming was about to grab her hand, Song Qingman took a quick step away, and when she turned around, she didn't forget to smile at him.

    "The sooner the better, I haven't been touched by a man yet."

    An Xinming swallowed unconsciously.

    After walking out of the conference room, the smile on Song Qingman's face instantly turned cold, and she took out a tissue and wiped her fingers vigorously.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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