Chapter 652: Chapter 652: Old-fashioned Romance

"I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I didn’t mean it, I didn’t mean it." The girl said while continuously rubbing Xu Ke’s chest with her hand.

At first, Xu Ke was caught off guard and was touched several times by the girl. When he realized what was happening, he instantly stepped back, causing the girl’s outstretched hand to miss.

"Ah, Mr. Xu!" The girl’s eyes widened like little bronze bells as she looked up at Xu Ke.

"Why is it you! No, I mean, I didn’t mean to bump into you, please don’t fire me." The girl’s eyes started to well up with tears, as if she would burst into tears at Xu Ke’s words of dismissal.

"Forget it, be more careful next time, don’t rush." Xu Ke saw her young face and noticed the intern badge hanging on her chest, which gave him a general idea of her background — a fresh graduate just starting her career. He was willing to give her a chance to correct her mistake.

"Clean up this area, it’s too messy." Xu Ke said, frowning at the coffee-stained floor and the broken cup.

Seeing that Xu Ke didn’t intend to fire her, the girl discreetly breathed a sigh of relief, "Okay, I’ll clean it up right away." She said respectfully.

Xu Ke nodded at her and prepared to leave. The sticky feeling on his chest made him uncomfortable, so he wanted to change his clothes. But that very girl blocked his way.

Xu Ke asked,

down, and quietly said, "Let me wash your clothes for you. After they’re clean, I’ll

brows furrowed even more as

return them. I’m happy you’re willing to forgive me, but I can’t overlook my mistake as if nothing happened. This goes against everything I’ve learned while growing up." The girl said firmly, looking at Xu

your mistake?" Xu Ke raised an eyebrow, looking at her, his

nodded determinedly, Xu

insist, I won’t stop you. This outfit’s fabric is special; it can’t be washed or dry-cleaned— it’s a one-time wear. To compensate for your mistake, you can only choose to pay for it." Xu Ke said, "And the price of this clothing isn’t cheap, even so, do you insist

the price for their mistakes, so I

you say so, I won’t stop you. This is a custom-made piece from Italy, globally one of a kind, starting at a seven-figure price, beginning with ’3’. Aside

girl’s face first turned white, then flushed red. She nervously twisted the hem

price. I have more expensive ones, but I didn’t bring them, so I didn’t wear them. I don’t have much time; if you want to compensate, do

about this: I’ll write you an IOU, and you can deduct the money from

Xu Ke’s raised eyebrow and the tone of his voice made the girl feel embarrassed, yet it wasn’t the end but another beginning, "Not to mention whether you can pass the internship to become a full-time employee,

mean by that?" Clenching her fists tightly, she looked at Xu Ke, her

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