He turned his head to look at Huo Mian, lightly exhaling, "One day, I'll die by your hands."
"Where did you get that idea from, President Qin?" Huo Mian looked as if she were wronged.
Qin Chu was helpless, reaching out to pinch Huo Mian's apple-red cheeks.
Her intellect was incomparable, and it only depended on if she wanted to use it. As for Qin Chu, she knew his weakness too well.
No matter what, even if she was wrong, she could still be so confident.
Most importantly, one single sentence could soften his heart…
The word 'honey' was able to melt Qin Chu's heart right away…
He definitely did not have any room left in his brain to think about what Ning Zhiyuan's phone call just now had been about.