The Big Boss had forgotten that he was an accomplice himself.
Xia Ling dragged him to a quiet place before thrashing things out with him. "What's wrong with you, she pounced your way and you actually welcomed her with open arms?! Did you enjoy holding her? Why didn't you just let her fall!"
Boss meekly said, "I…"
"What?! Why are you dressed so flirtatiously in the middle of the night?! You know that you'll attract ladies, why didn't you stay home and wait for me?!" Xia Ling tugged at his sports attire—the thin fabric was unable to conceal his well-built muscles, the inverse triangle proportion, and that toned abdomen…
She was even angrier now. "You're so handsome, stay home and stop creating trouble!"
Boss said, "I…" He was really being wronged. To be fair, his attire was already the most conservative model in the market! If anything, it was his outstanding figure that made him attractive regardless of what he wore.
