"Why are you smiling?"
Janet frowned slightly and turned to look at the person who disturbed her.
Nigel covered his mouth and coughed. He smiled, "It's nothing. I just find that you are cute when you are serious."
"Not funny." Janet rolled her eyes at Nigel and continued to listen.
Nigel leaned forward and whispered into her ear, "Are you that interested? Actually, if you want it, as the designer, I can open the backdoor for you..."
"Stop." Janet made a "stop" gesture and said seriously, "I want to represent the Longfellow Group and myself to win the project with my ability. Don't do anything."
Hearing this, Nigel raised his hand to rub Janet's hair. The softness stunned him. Before she came back to her senses and slapped his hand, he withdrew his hand in time.
"Janet, you hurt my heart. You are so competitive; how can I show my ability?"
Nigel covered his chest and pretended to be heartbroken.