"Not mine, my assistant's," Pei Yibai said coolly.
"Ha, so you call that guy a gigolo..." Song Weiyi widened her eyes.
The key issue was his calmness—what if his assistant found out he was set up like this, would she quit in frustration?
"When illegal means are necessary, you see, the woman named Alice didn't fall for it, did she?" Pei Yibai raised an eyebrow.
In fact, he didn't think that giving Alice Piter's business card had been a mistake.
That guy was rumored to possess seven women in a night; perhaps he and Alice were cut from the same cloth? Otherwise, Pei Yibai wouldn't have so readily handed over Piter's card.
If Piter knew he had missed such an opportunity, he might have become so dejected as to lose heart at work.
This joke had made Song Weiyi laugh for half a year.
However, all this came later.
After returning home, she hugged her two treasures and put them to sleep, then Song Weiyi flipped through the calendar.
