C6 The Sincerity He Wanted!

Allan sneered arrogantly, "Sorry, I hate sushi the most."

I really hit the nail on the head.

If I had known that he wouldn't eat it, I wouldn't have wasted that money. It was so heartbreaking.

My heart, liver, spleen, lungs, and kidneys were all hurting!

When the elevator opened on the 26th floor, he was still holding my chin in that ambiguous position.

I coughed dryly and reminded him, "That... It's here."

"There's no need for you to remind me." Allan let go of my chin and stood up gracefully. He raised his chin slightly and looked extremely cold and arrogant.

He stepped out of the elevator and I followed him with the bag in my hand. I asked carefully, "Then... Mr. Graham, do you... accept my apology?"

Allan didn't say a word and directly entered an office.

It was very strange that there was no one working on the 26th floor, but the lights were all on.

She was a little scared. Should she follow Allen in?

There was no one around. A man and a woman. He wouldn't do anything to me, right?

I crossed my arms over my chest.

"Do you want to go in or not?"

Allan's voice was like a demon's voice.

I swallowed my saliva. He had not accepted my apology yet. I should just follow him in.

Besides, he probably wouldn't take a fancy to a little girl like me.

I followed Allan into the office.

Allan's office was very big. The floor-to-ceiling windows provided good lighting.

He casually took off his suit jacket and shirt, which made him look even more slender. His whole body exuded an extraordinary heroic aura.

He seemed to be a natural clothing rack.

As I thought about it, I looked at him with a slightly infatuated gaze.

Women were no exception. They were also infatuated with the beauty of men.

For example, I was right now.

"Have you seen enough?" Allan stared at me coldly.

It was the same kind of gaze that made me break out in cold sweat.

I quickly retracted my gaze with a blush on my face. I felt awkward as if I had been caught.

"If you have seen enough, then let's ask you about your apology." Allan pointed at the seat opposite him.

I felt embarrassed and quickly waved my hand. "No need, no need. I can just stand here and talk."

"Just sit down if I tell you to."

Allan was not discussing with me. He was ordering me.

The president was the president. He was even so overbearing when he asked someone to sit down.

I didn't dare to say anything more. I sat down on the chair opposite Allan obediently.

"Say it. Other than food, how do you plan to prove your apology?" The corner of Allan's elegant lips curled up as he sized me up.

I felt a little guilty when he looked at me.

To be honest, other than making three boxes of sushi, I really couldn't think of any other way to apologize to him.

After all, I ruined his expensive suit and made him lose face in front of everyone.

I coughed dryly and stood up, bowing deeply to him, "Mr. Graham, I apologize for my actions last night. I'm sorry, I'm really sorry."

I thought that I was being very sincere, but he looked at me indifferently and shrugged, "Hmm, then what?"

Then?

I blinked my eyes. Wasn't apologizing the same as that? And then?

He shrugged.

I shrugged, "How about... I compensate you for your laundry fees?"

I admit that this was the stupidest sentence I've ever said.

Allan looked at me with a smile and leaned against the back of the chair.

I had to admit that this man was poisonous. Every action of his was perfect, making people wonder how he was born.

"Do you think I lack the money to wash clothes?"

He raised his eyebrows slightly. His voice was obviously gentle, but I was trembling in fear.

"No, how could you possibly lack any money..." I replied awkwardly.

He smiled without denying it, "Then what?"

It was still the same sentence. This was driving me to my death...

I had endured it for so long, and finally, I could not help but ask him bluntly, "Mr. Graham, don't beat around the bush. Tell me, how do you want me to apologize?"

"Is this your sincerity?" Allen's tone was obviously filled with ridicule, "Since you can't show your sincerity, then don't come here and apologize to me."

[What the hell is this?]

At this point, I was furious.

"Why am I not sincere? I spent half a month's salary to buy sushi to apologize to you. Ha Ha Ba Ba followed you to the 26th floor, bowed and apologized to you. How can I be sincere to you?"

I really wanted to smash the wrapped sushi on his handsome face.

I was already so humble, and he still said that I was not sincere.

[What do you want me to do?]

[Do you want me to kneel down and kowtow to him a few times?]

[I am poor, but I am a man with integrity.]

I straightened my back and glared at him.

Allan snorted coldly, "Did your parents only teach you to shout and scream when something happens?"

Allan raised my dead parents.

My heart felt as if it had been stabbed by a knife. It hurt more than anything else.

Tears rolled down from my eyes uncontrollably.

Allan raised his eyebrows arrogantly and said, "Isn't it just a disagreement? Why do you want to get drunk? Why do you want to scold all the men in the world as bad guys? And even if you want to vent your anger, you should know who you are talking to..."

Teresa said that I mistook Allan for Carroll last night...

That's right, it was my fault last night, but he shouldn't have used such a matter to reflect on my lack of manners.

I tried my best not to cry, wiping my tears away.

"Who do you think you are? You can criticize others just because you don't know anything?"

I glared at Allan angrily.

This stinky man had a good-looking face, but his heart was even more vicious than a witch who made poison apples. I had enough of him.

"That's right. I broke up with a man yesterday, and I really did make you into that bastard and spout nonsense. But I have already apologized to you, but you are still unwilling to let me go. How come I don't have any family education? Let me tell you, my parents are the best parents in the world... You bastard..."

As she spoke, her tears unconsciously flowed out. It was impossible to wipe them away.

I admit that I was very weak when my parents were mentioned.

It was like a wounded deer whose neck was grabbed by someone. Even breathing was difficult.

I really hated this arrogant and conceited living king of hell.

I might as well do it. I took the lunchbox and threw it heavily on the table. I didn't care about anything else. I took out three lunchboxes from the bag and threw them in front of Allan.

"Bang!"

The lunchbox smashed onto the table, producing a loud bang.