Tong Mo was even more stunned.
"Hehehehehe..." She burst into a laugh that sounded like a goose honking and looked at the handsome man beside her with an indescribable expression, "Sir, it's already the twenty-first century, the old ways are long out of fashion."
Was it possible that she had just escaped from a den of thieves only to fall into a tiger's pit?
"Is that so?" A faint trace of disappointment flashed across Li Zijue's face.
"Yes, yes!"
Tong Mo quickly nodded her head like pecking garlic.
"Then forget it..." Li Zijue shrugged his shoulders and continued to work on the laptop on his knees.
"..."
If he wasn't handsome, she would definitely think he was crazy.
All the way without a word, until Tong Mo got out of the car, Li Zijue did not reveal his identity to her.
On the way back, the secretary couldn't help but ask, "Young Master, why didn't you tell Miss Tong that you are her fiancé?"
